Original lyrics

EN

Along the roads of Seradin The knights rode wearily One rider spoke of Emalyn His wife she was soon to be His wife, dearest Emalyn No one did spy the Dragon fly And soar into the clouds The dragon slayed, but one it saved The knight who spoke of love The knight who spoke of love The dragon snarled through plumes of smoke And eyed the rider small You'll die this hour unless you give unto to me A gift to save your soul Or I shall end you now On his knees the Knight did plea And offered up his bride Her eyes are blue as the bluest skies And her name is Emalyn My dearest Emalyn