You’ll clink as you walk.
Your armour will burn
With a thousand fierce shades.
As I watch them, I’ll learn
How to be just as brave.

You’ll show me your sword:
It will glint in the sun,
Shining, splendid and real.
You will not let me run,
But infuse me with steel.

You will offer your hand
And you’ll teach me to lead.
I will give you my word:
If you’re ever in need
I will take up your sword.