| Man in armour looking at the dawn.
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| Shadows now cross your eyes
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| Who is on your mind
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| My young Lord?
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| You are known as Lancelot Of The Lake
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| Man with strenght that nobody can break
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| You’re the Kingdom’s pride
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| Fortune’s on your side again.
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| You are riding across the land fighting for your lady
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| Holding so tight her silver sword.
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| She is so beautiful dancing among the maidens
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| But will she ever free your heart?
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| Riding over mountains — loving in the night —
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| Dancing near the mountains
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| Holding a graceful lady.
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| Hiding in a castle — living in a dream —
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| Fighting for your love one
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| Lancelot.
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| Dream you hold the woman in your arms
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| You have nothing still to shield your heart.
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| I know beauty can win the bravest men forever.
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| You shall try to forget the dame
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| Fighting the mighty battles
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| Until the night will make you dream.
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| And your courage will bring you fame
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| Inside the courts and castles.
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| Minstrels will sing it to your queen.
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| Riding over mountains — Loving in the night —. |
| ..
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| Riding over mountains — Loving in the night —. |
| .
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| And now when the music will end
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| Will she turn and forget
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| Will she cry?
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| Will you still be fighting the wind now
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| And dreaming your love in the night?
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| Holding a graceful lady — Lancelot —
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| Holding a graceful lady — Lancelot. |