A lady weeps nearby,
The young knight hears her cries,
He ran so fast, as if he could fly,
But he was too late, his love dies.
He held her in his strong embrace,
Her body lay cold, such a sorry phase,
He kept her away, so he could see her face,
His love for her was hidden, in a secret place.
How strong it was,
She did not see,
Till her life's last,
He let it be.
Hear his poor heart break,
Hear his sharp breath intake,
Watch as his whole life fades,
Upon such a sorrowful fate..
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