The History of the Kingdom of The West
Bardic Arts

Of all of the lands that I ever have known
The one I love best stands up tall and alone
In war or in peace she is never at rest
Brave, stalwart and loyal - the shield of the West
And watching above her the black swan so bold
Stands proud on a banner of silver and gold

Oh, Cynaguans, remember your home
And think well upon her wherever you roam
The black swan soars high and he makes my heart whole
My breath sings her praises from deep in my soul
Oh, Cynagua, the glory you hold
Is treasure more precious than silver and gold

Her high mountain ramparts gleam silver with snow
Cascading bright streams down the valleys below
From forests of pine flowing onto the plain
Then weaving through fields growing golden with grain
Now seeking the ocean, to westward they run
While eastward is desert defying the sun

Oh, Cynaguans, remember your home
And think well upon her wherever you roam
The black swan soars high and he makes my heart whole
My breath sings her praises from deep in my soul
Oh, Cynagua, the land that you hold
Is treasure more precious than silver and gold

With blades flashing silver, her warriors will stand
On guard against foemen from every land
But gold is the service she gives to a friend
So swift with a hand or a shoulder to lend
And all of the dreams that her spirit has drawn
Are brought into life by the folk of the swan

Oh, Cynaguans, remember your home
And think well upon her wherever you roam
The black swan soars high and he makes my heart whole
My breath sings her praises from deep in my soul
Oh, Cynagua, the people you hold
Are treasure more precious than silver and gold

And oh, Cynaguans, this home that you hold
Is treasure more precious than silver and gold

The West Kingdom History Website was created by and is maintained by Hirsch von Henford (mka Ken Mayer).