Текст песни The Forlorn Knight

Following Avon's crystal path I pass'd by Warwick by chance Where I came across a mansion Standing gauntly on a low bluff... He was brave and he was bold He was in love with the daughter of his lord She would not have him She would not care So he went afar to win her hand... Germania's rose he set free And put Saracens to the sword He laid low monstrous beasts Yet love he did not win... He faced the Danes And saved the day-King Athelstan Did praise his name... But bereft of love He turned to god And shut himself away from men... Then I awoke and realized I had slept in his death-bed...