A lonely bard wandering across the lands am I Singing dancing finding answers to every why The taverns are full and one crosses my path, too I just might reward myself with a beer or two

This inn the place of many romantic tales On the loft women offer their sales But my eyes they catch a girl beat by everyone A slave she is but for me a rose undone

Hear me sing Watch me dance Play that lute of thine And share with me this dance

As she danced my eyes began to shine There she was the maiden so divine How could I approach her with my outlook so poor Her beauty being much more than I could endure

So I asked if I could sing a chanson With a language of ancient and of lore Gathered the men around us me and the girl in rags Soon were the melodies heard by everyone

Hear us sing Watch us dance Sing with us this tale With a clap of hands

The stories long-forgotten we still know Performing our skills wherever we go I end my story as I receive a kiss From my girl the dearest Beatrice

Hear us sing Watch us dance Sing with us the tales Which the music will keep alive