I stand here near the hill,
You said “wait for me here,
Run away, you and I will”
I promised “I will wait for you forever.”
This was the last time I ever saw her,
Our love was opposed by all,
Most of all by the king, her father,
He wanted me dead, I recall.
I was disgraced by all,
For daring to hold her hand,
In the king’s royal ball,
I was the called the fool of the land.
I knew it was folly,
My livelihood is tending to the horses,
She the princess with untold beauty,
I, a stable urchin, fell for a duchess.
I stand here by the hill,
However long the wait may be,
Stand here forever I will!
For she said she loves me.
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