When the sun fell on the horizon long ago,
A tale of emotion emerged beneath the glowing sky
With Cupid’s arrow bouncing through the land
It struck down
Through the hearts of the two below
In the passion-filled sky.
In the green meadows,
Lovely whispers are spoken
And desire gleamed like never before
The maid’s heart, the knight’s plea,
Written with a quill
No heartbreaks, nor one-sided affection,
Only sealed messages in the mouth of a dove
Where the shadows dance,
Hearts dance in the ballet of love.
With lovely melodies and minstrel’s joy,
Dancing beneath the full moon
From youth to silver hair, hope continued
Love’s tale stayed without compare
Thus, let the bells ring louder and louder.