"Кише над Кастамиром" за сепаратисте! ...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,
and not a soul to hear... а књига је врхунски преведена, па и ова песма...
A,ko si pa ti,gordi lord rece
Pred tobom da kleknem ja
Samo macka u drukcijem ruhu
I to je istina sva
Kakvo god ruho lav da obuce
Jos pandze ima lavlje
Moje su joste duge i ostre
od tvojih nista manje
I tako je pric`o i tako je pric`o
Taj lord od Kastamira
Ali sada po njegovim dvorovima samo kisa svira