in the year of our lord 1239
there once lived a girl
of the royal line
the ancient stories do recall
she was the fairest of them all
in the castle made of stone
every night she slept alone
any noice that would raise the dead
couldn't wake her sleepyhead
the stranger came from
the foreign land
asking for the maiden's hand
her father said no go away
she's gonna marry a king one day
the stranger he came back again
riding with 10 thousand men
the battle cries few always dread
but couldn't wake her sleepyhead
the fighting lasted all day long
but the castle wall's
very thick and strong
the stranger cried let her decide
where her true affections lie
so the king knocked on her door
only you can end this war
no one knows how the story ends
did she ever wake up again?
will she ever wake up again?
