Why Lord, why this girl?
Is it meant to be?
Is she my pearl?
Or is it just a dream?
Why Lord, why let her
Break my warrior's code.
I swore to never,
Let my love be sowed.
My mind is not mine;
I lift not my sword;
I drink not but wine;
I keep not my word.
I will keep distance.
Secluded in Klein,
Silence the ardor dance.
All will come in time.
When my heart is calm,
When my mind is clear,
I will return with my sword in palm,
To fight again with my friends so dear.
-Sir West, Knight of Legend