They were twelve of the bravest men that I've ever seen They were waiting on a mountain top to defend their queen Against the rambling troops of bandits hiding in the stormy night And when they heard hollow steps nearing they knew they had to fight
They were twelve and they were fighting. Their blood covering their hands Against the growing crowd of enemies no one of them could stand Just the oldest of our brave men was resisting in his rage But when he also fell he left this world at fifteen years of age
They were twelve of the bravest men that I have ever seen Much too young and much too courageous and much too valiantTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
