The oddball knight today has a great tourney, And after that - a solemn feast. He will fight braver than Dragon For the honor of the noblest Lady! His horse will be faster than whirlwind, His armor will shine brighter than light. His damask will not know the fail, Because he is the greatest knight!
But where is the armor? I cannot find it! Where did I lost it In the last year? Where are my sword, My visor and helmet? Where did I put them, I do not remember at all!
Such glorious past and such brilliant future The world hasn’t known a man so posh and brave! There’s such a profession – it is now called a knight There’s such a calling, such is the fate!
In the garden under the bench In the mud and in the dust The visor, the helmet, and heavy armor
Three hours later were finally found. A terrible damask was found in kitchen - The lady cook often cut meat with it. But then the fuss at the stables rose: The armor was found, but the horse had been lost!
But when the sun met the hill In the distance The armor had been worn, The horse had been caught. I galloped to the tourney Like an arrow! Alas! There's nobody in the field.
The tourney was over a long time ago And even the feast came to its end. The Lady conceived a horrible revenge - And took defenseless honor back.
Such glorious past and such brilliant future The world hasn’t known a man so posh and bright! And do not even wish him any fortune and fame: He cannot have a different life!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
