ho trovato un'altra canzone dedicata a questa saga. Si chiama White Walkers.. E' di un gruppo chiamato October Rage. E' una band Hard rock, Rock.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=feXnC1kJQoc
Ascoltate un po' questa rivisitazione della sigla di game of thrones con toni indianeggianti 
He is the prince that was promised, and his is the song of ice and fire
C.K.P.K Comitato Kitters per Kit: perchè a noi ci piace! 
The north remembers
Quando soffiano i venti freddi dell'inverno il lupo solitario muore, ma il branco sopravvive. Arriverà l'ora dei lupi (cit)
Seven kingdoms army
He is the prince that was promised, and his is the song of ice and fire
C.K.P.K Comitato Kitters per Kit: perchè a noi ci piace!
The north remembers
Quando soffiano i venti freddi dell'inverno il lupo solitario muore, ma il branco sopravvive. Arriverà l'ora dei lupi (cit)
Forged by spells and dragon fire
From days long past a blade of dark steel and ancient craft
Passed on through the generations
The weapon of a fallen empire
We hold the power, we have the wall
As night gathers, we must stand tall
Watchers in black defending the realm
With the old bear's claw
Ancient northern blood flows through my veins
Bastard son of the wolf
I am the sword in the dark
We must stand true and face the night
Battling eternal winter
In the dark the others risen
They possess and enslave us
The ancient ones our downfall
We hold the power, they have the wall
As night gathers, we must stand tall
Higher we climb in the stolen realm
Wielding arrow and axe
Ancient northern blood flows in our veins
We are the free and the proud
We must live on, fierce and headstrong
The traitors will die before long
Solo: Wolf
The clash of swords, firing arrows
The battle rages through the night
Fortress of ice divides us
Beyond it only death and strife
You hold the power, we have the wall
As night gathers, we must stand tall
Watchers in black, the wildlings attack
Our people must not be trapped
Ancient northern blood flows through our veins
Now it stains the battlefield
Yet still we fight, under the pale moonlight
As eternal night draws near
Solo: Wolf
È Frittella il nostro Re
Fa i pasticci, fa i bignè
Io ne mangio pure tre
È Frittella il nostro Re!!!
You're mine. Mine, as I'm yours. And if we die, we die. All men must die, Jon Snow. But first we'll live.
La cosa bella di essere guardiani? l'affetto con cui veniamo ripagati, ma anche il rispetto, la riconoscenza. E' un impegno che dà molto onore e tanta gloria (Cit @Maya )
