A thousand knights raise salute!
The sun illumines metal suits
And they outshine the sun.
A thousand knights lift their blades!
Away in fear run shadows and shades
Who cannot stand the light.
A thousand knights urge their steeds!
The ones in front all take the lead
And charge against the Foe.
A thousand knights clash and roar
Against the vast and evil horde
And blade encounters blade.
A thousand knights are lost to sight!
The dust of battle takes to flight
And masks the grueome scene.
A thousand knights – can they succeed?
By Heaven’s Blade, they can indeed!
See – the dust has fallen still –
A thousand knights stand in the sun!
Raise the banners! They have won!
A thousand knights and not one fell!
Now there’s a deed of which to tell.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Neatly rhymed, well themed, in natural sequence, the poem, the first one i have read, is excelent. I marvel at your faculty.