Sparrows around me
Speak of a boy
They've met him before
Hidden in castle walls
Fine, silky clothes
Looks great for sure
Skilled in his manners
Brave in his tone
He can do it all
Gifts in his chamber
All from afar
Still he feels alone
Then he goes out
A ride to the shore
Air on his cheeks
Manes of his horse
Under pine trees
He sits on the moss
A sparrow then sings
Of a girl in the forest
Late in the evening
The boy returns home
Not feeling alone
She understood
The words of this heart
A delicate start