With your grace as inspiration I will prove my love to you
When I stand in polished armor on the field
I will bow towards your beauty as you stand beside your father
With passion in my heart I shall not yield

With your grace as inspiration I will proudly bear your token
When I stand in burnished steel before my foe
I will do your honor justice with the strength of arm and spirit
And will fight with all the prowess that I know

With your grace as inspiration I will strive to be the victor
Over one who strives as fervently as I
To earn the maiden’s favor for the bold young knight before her
To see his love reflected in her eyes

With your grace as inspiration I will prove my love to you
When I stand in polished armor on the field
I will bow towards your beauty as you stand beside your father
With passion in my heart I shall not yield

No, with passion in my heart I shall not yield