The good knight returns,
When the war is over.
His beloved has now been married.
His lands have been left unattended.
His house has been burnt down.
His friends,he buried where they fell.
His friends,he buried when they fell.
But when the war horn sounds again
The good knight saddles his horse
He whets his sword
He cleans his armour
He straps on his shield
And he rides,
For kingdom sake….for country sake
For Honour’s sake….for valor’s sake
Never for his own sake
Never for glory’s sake
That’s the good knight’s fate