H o l l y T a n n e n & S h i z u k o M c C o n a t h y
Knight of Swords
Tune: A Bold Young Farmer, traditional English folk song
The Knight of Swords has won my heart His the skill and mine the art Won my heart and free good will I confess I love him still.
I wish, I wish, I wish in vain I wish he were free again. Free again he may ne'er be Still I hear him call to me.
When the waxing moon shines bright She'll slip out into the night Dancing in the darkling air With a man who isn't there.
At the dawning of the day She'll sit down and start to play Striking loud and angry chords Keening for the Knight of Swords.
"Foolish boy, what have you done, Fighting a war that can't be won?" "Foolish girl, to love a fool Who mocks the masters of misrule." I wish, I wish, I wish in vain I wish he were free again. Free again he may ne'er be Still I hear him sing to me.
Barefoot in the morning dew Hair unbound and skirt askew Singing in the brightling air With a man who isn't there.