Time hides the old castle And wraps it among
Delicate carpets of greenery.
But... if the silent granite loosens its tongue,
Frozen tales of the past will soon be sung -
Ancient battles, heroes and victories.

No, Lime never wiped out these memories:
Just peel off the covering weeds.
Or grab it fast by the throat and then squeeze -
It will cough up those forgotten deeds.

A hundred castles will fall, A hundred shackles will fall,
A hundred rainstorms will fall, From the centuries, they’ll fall
And, from the old legends, hundreds of poems recall
Those jousts and those sieges and warriors tall.

Yes, you must know them - these ancient lays,
You see and understand them well, friend.
For love of course will be love always
Into the future, and on without end.

Swords come swinging down with a clang of cold steel,
Bowstrings smoke and quiver,
Death on sharp spears dancing a reel,
In the bloody dirt, foes forced to kneel,
To the victor cry mercy, surrender.

Not all of those lucky survivors
Kept kindness awake in their eyes.
But they kept their good name alive, yes,
In the face of the bastards’ lies.

It’s good to grip firmly the reins of your horse
And hold on to your lance with muscular force
It’s good to look out for an arrow on course
But beware of sly darts from a devious source!

How’s the fight with the bastards? Going ok?
Do the devils fill you with sorrow?
But surely you know what is evil today
Will be just as evil tomorrow?

And so in the future for evermore
Traitors and cowards will always bleed
A foe is a foe and war is still war
A prison’s a trap, but freedom is sure -
And freedom is what we all need.

Time never vanquished these notions.
Just scrape off the covering mud,
And a flood of timeless emotions
Will gush from the throat like hot blood.

Now, and forever, old friend, still the same
The price is the price, and blame is still blame
But you manage still to preserve your good name.
And you’ve all those loyal friends to cover your shame.

Be simple, be pure, the ancient tales say
So let legend and myth be our teacher
For good’s always good, yes, this is the way -
In the past, the present and the future.