Give me a mighty steed of white
To carry me swiftly through the night,
To the gates of the castle that holds you fast,
So that I can free you for love at last;
Give me a sword that will mightily slay,
The dragons that sit at your gate,
And all of the monsters whose existence will cease,
Then you can at last, my love, be released;
Give me arms to sweep you off your feet,
And melt your heart with love so sweet,
A voice to sing sonnets of love to your tower,
That you will fly down to my arms this hour;
I can be the princess the rescues the prince,
I took special training a long time since,
For my own dearest knight I am bound to defend,
For love, and for honour, and never to end.
