4 acessos
I am the child of wars never won,
take heed prisoner I'm the one,
your battle is over before it began,
for a child on the run, I am free.
Many tournaments fought in this land,
flying banners now dashed in the sand,
the colours you wear will not keep me,
for a child on the run, I am free.
The courts and knights of the table,
bold stories of dragon and fable,
your sword is red-stained I can see,
for a child on the run, I am free.
Silk satin and riches in plenty,
acres of land four and twenty,
I am not you, I am me