All of Arthur's knights were great men of courage
that together in friendship did their lives against the Romans wage
but the greatest, the most beloved by all was Sir Lancelot du Lac
who drove them back to Hadrian's wall in great rage.
Chorus:
But love is such a strange and tragic thing
that makes the hart with happiness sing
but it also has the power to destroy a soul
and disloyalty and the greatest pain to bring
Since serving king Arthur during sunshine and rain
true to his cause and word Sir Lancelot du Lac did remain,
with his two ancient powerful swords of folded steel
went into battle and was tested again and again
He met queen Guinevere on one sunny spring day
where into the plain she did with her white mule stray,
where one look from her changed his life
and not a word either of them had to say
as he dismounted his horse and walked up to her
helped her some wild flowers to gather
where she laughed and smiled at him
and they were alone together
where it felt like only a girl and a boy
that with each other's company has got great joy
but there was much more in the unsaid moments
when she did tease him and with him toy
when suddenly all of his life was balanced into this
when teasing she begged for a single kiss
he obliged thought it but a joke
but when their lips met there was great bliss
and that kiss was like nothing he had experienced before
did hold them both for moments stunned, did beg for many more
and reckless they both kissed each other again and again
as they had both changed from how they had been before.
With utter joy and utter pain
full of happiness, bliss and tears
their secret love did remain
where they met whenever they could through the years.
© Gert Strydom
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