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Latest revision as of 21:32, 18 June 2024
Lylanea plays a happy, swinging tune and sings:
I saw a young maiden standing one day
on Fairhavens beach and my thoughts went astray.
As we lay in the sand, time flew by us
In the evening her father found us and cussed.
Refrain, taken up in chorus:
Sometimes it's good to be quick on your feet.
Sometimes life is not fair.
If your sword cannot save you,
Well friend let me tell you,
You’d give anything for a good pair.
Out into the world I went all alone,
met some bandits, they did seem quite strong.
“I’m stronger than you!” I laughed in their face.
They did not believe me, so I had to race.
To the chorus
In the jungles, I met a tall blue homin.
His sword seemed quite sharp, but I laughed at him.
He bent down to grab me - us Trykers are small,
I rammed my helmet right to his *cough*[2].
To the chorus
In the deep woods, I met a Matis.
Beautiful, wild and promising bliss.
That night at her home, the dress slid to the floor,
"She" was an homin and me out the door.
To the chorus
In Fyros I stopped at an tavern fine,
I ate two whole yubos, drank three gallons wine.
The innkeep then asked me to pay the full fee.
I didn't have money, so I had to flee.
To the chorus
But the City Watch found me and took me to court
The judge said to me: “I have no doubt!”
“You are in for imprisonment!”
Then shouted: “GUARDS, SIZE HIM!”
“Now, did anyone see where he went?”
To the chorus
Almost a year later I returned to my town,
A beautiful girl greeted me with a frown.
I said : “Pretty lady, what’s going on?!”
She held up a bundle: “This is your son.”
To the chorus
To the chorus (bis)
Lylanea, as the melody slowly fades, adds:
“So let me tell you, hear what I say.”
“If misfortune follows you ever which way.”
“Then run really fast, hard as it may be,”
“for only he who’s alive today”
“can be a hero tomorrow.”
Lylanea winks: “You see?”