Throne For the Game [Tongan translation]

Summer is swiftly ending,

Its warm sunny days are past;

Life grows short in this time of changing seasons.

Gone are the Wolves in the North,

Their howling song drowned out in blood and betrayal;

Gone is the galloping of horses in the west,

Only echoes and mirages remain in the dust and sand;

Gone is the royal stag;

The proud beast laid low.

Here now Lions rule a liar’s kingdom

While the spider weaves its intricate web,

And the Mockingbird sings many songs in eager ears,

And the fear of recurring myth hangs heavy

Over an Iron Throne with

Fire and Brimstone, Scales, and Wings.

The sun fades slowly in the west,

The bird-song grows quiet each passing day,

And the blue turns to gray as the sky darkens.

The days grow shorter.

The nights grow longer.

A chill settles in,

Descending from the North like a great beast toward the wall and the Black,

And with it the White and the Wildlings,

And the wind, and Snow.

Winter is coming.

• Artist:Ramin Djawadi
• Album:Game of Thrones: Season 5 OST (2015)