TRISTAN
Knights usually drown in the Irish sea
When they fulfilled their quest, and need a rest
Their lady's safe, some say she looks already bored to death
Waiting in their castle, she sighs and longs for the poet's breath
Knights usually drown in the Irish sea
Because that's the furthest place they found to flee
And sink their broken heart until it melts
Because when the story's over, knights are so useless
Where the horse they used to ride ? All across mountains of pride ?
And when every battle's won, and there's nothing left to fight
Lies only question : Were we right ? Were we right ?
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