On a cold winter night

While the stars are shining bright

Everyone fell asleep
All but me
I cannot sleep

I'm thinking of my lovely bride

On this cold winter night

She is waiting back home

All alone

Fear is calling for me

But I'll look him in his face

Army is coming for me

My sword and my shield

Once again
Shall be raised

Battle awaits!

I made a promise to her

That my enemies will burn

And that she'll see me once more

That I'll come home

Here’s a story
For you all
You won’t believe it

That’s for sure
But I tell the truth

That stings my heart

Of gorgeous queen

And a lonesome bard

She fell in love with me

That’s how I almost

Became a king

I travelled far

My road was long

I played my lute
And sang my songs

Then one night
In walks a queen

Hair, dress, everything

She looked me with

Her pretty eyes
I’ve never seen

Such lovely smile

She danced until the dawn

That’s how I almost

Seized the throne

As soon as sun began to rise

King sent his royal spies

She could not resist my charms

She almost fell into my arms
I tell you all, I wouldn’t lie
I fled the scene in a nick of time

Still today I sing
How I almost
Became your king