Hej Sokoły ("Zofia's Song")
Hej Sokoły ("Zofia's Song") is a filk of the polish folk song Hej Sokoły, written by THL Finnbjorn Skeggason for the elevation of Metressa Zofia Varsoviensis to the Order of Defence in A.S. 59. It became popular to sing afterwards in its own right, with people continuing to perform it after Zofia moved from Lochac to other parts of the Known World.
When performed, the first two "hey"'s of the chorus should be punctuated by the crowd then yelling "hey" on the off-beat.
Lyrics:
Somewhere from the dusty plain
A hussar rides to find her fame
O'er winding roads to lead her far
She's left her heart in Innilgard
Hey hey hey sokoly
Fly away o'er mountain and the valleys
Swear your, swear your fealty
To guard the crown to serve the dream
Hey, hey, hey sokoly
Fly away o'er mountain and the valleys
Swear your, swear your fealty
And ride when Lochac calls for thee
From Lochac's plain to far Trimaris
Herman's champion dons her harness
Mermaid clad in steel and leather
Warszawa semper invicta
Hey hey hey sokoly
Fly away o'er mountain and the valleys
Swear your, swear your fealty
To guard the crown to serve the dream
Hey, hey, hey sokoly
Fly away o'er mountain and the valleys
Swear your, swear your fealty
And ride when Lochac calls for thee
So now ye fly far from our borders
Steel you heart, steel your sword
We cast our eyes to your return to
Lochac, Innilgard and Blessed Herman
Hey hey hey sokoly
Fly away o'er mountain and the valleys
Swear your, swear your fealty
To guard the crown to serve the dream
Hey, hey, hey sokoly
Fly away o'er mountain and the valleys
Swear your, swear your fealty
And ride when Lochac calls for thee
Wine, wine, give me wine
A toast to you, it's come your time
Now join the ranks of our defenders
Rise Metressa Varsoviensis
Hey hey hey sokoly
Fly away o'er mountain and the valleys
Swear your, swear your fealty
To guard the crown to serve the dream
Hej, hej, hej sokoły
Omijajcie góry, lasy, doły.
Dzwoń, dzwoń, dzwoń dzwoneczku,
Mój stepowy skowroneczku.
Hey, hey, hey sokoly
Fly away o'er mountain and the valleys
Swear your, swear your fealty
And ride when Lochac calls for thee
