The knight rides swiftly on the wind

The moonlight glitters on his helm

He's racing bravely to defend

his everlasting realm

The palace woken from its rest

The thief he startles and his sword

drives sharply through the armored chest

The coward steals no more

The knight, he has a new project

They rest exhausted by an elm

His squire he teaches to protect

the everlasting realm

The village burning down in flames

The good knight and his protege

came to the rescue but their names

forgotten to this day

The knight now has become the wind

Smoke floating gently from his helm

Still racing boldly to defend

his everlasting realm