In the halls and forests we are taught
How to live and dream when we are bored
How create the story of your dream and of your soul.
Modern children are scared of Golden Age,
They are seeking in books for real fate
They are fighting with thrust of world of dream, the world of hope.
From peasant to knight
The way is inside
Just look in your heart and you will know where you should go.
From forest to tower
We feel magic power
Deep in the plot and every thought.
Now
For my friends and our world
I'm running with a sword
I'm finished but my hope
Will overcome.
So
All the troubles and the hate.
I'm leaving you my fate
For the others who will fight
And who will come
Beautiful ladies and honorable knights
We meet in dance, on fields of fights
We learn how to make, behave, and show those whom we act.
The words of honor and betrayal
Who win today and who will fail,
Who knows the answer on the question who we are.
From dinner to fight
We act all we might
We play our roles in every step of our deeds.
From game to the life
Returning each time
We always save all the believes.
From peasant to knight
The way is inside
Just look in your heart and you will know where you should go.
From game to the life
Returning each time
We always save all the believes.
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