A knight is riding toward the mountains
in a hurry gallop,
sword in one hand and the heart in the other one.
He goes like a thunder in a storm
his horse run like Pegasus
his mind belongs to the way he is looking for.
There's nothing more faster than him
there's no one more brave
people don't lose the stories of a legend
a hero making the history of his land
battles, he won very much
tournaments, he won many more.
But the danger is approaching
Will he defeat him one more time?
Dark clouds are announcing the steps to death
the horse is refusing to go.
Fear is surrounding the hand holding the sword
horrible sounds are echoing the sky.
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Salut!
Vive le poem e le poet aussi!
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