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Cala la notte, e la mia guardia ha inizio.Non si concluder fino alla mia morte.

Io non avr moglie, non possieder terra, non sar padre di figli.
Non porter corona e non vorr gloria.
Io vivr al mio posto, e al mio posto morir.
Io sono la spada nelle tenebre. Io sono la sentinella che veglia sul muro.
Io sono il fuoco che arde contro il freddo, la luce che porta l'alba, il corno c
he risveglia i dormienti, lo scudo che veglia sui domini degli uomini.
Io consacro la mia vita e il mio onore ai Guardiani della notte, Per questa nott
e e per tutte le notti a venire.

Night gathers, and now my watch begins. It shall not end until my death.
I shall take no wife, hold no lands, father no children.
I shall wear no crowns and win no glory.
I shall live and die at my post.
I am the sword in the darkness. I am the watcher on the walls.
I am the fire that burns against the cold, the light that brings the dawn, the h
orn that wakes the sleepers, the shield that guards the realms of men.
I pledge my life and honor to the Night's Watch, for this night and all the nigh
ts to come.
And who are you, the proud lord said,
that I must bow so low?
Only a cat of a different coat,
that's all the truth I know.
In a coat of gold or a coat of red,
a lion still has claws,
And mine are long and sharp, my Lord,
as long and sharp as yours.
And so he spoke, and so he spoke,
that lord of Castamere,
But now the rains weep o'er his hall,
with no one there to hear.
Yes, now the rains weep o'er his hall,
with not a soul to hear.