your cheeks are stained with tears
they reflect your feelings of fear
but i want you to hear
my words close to your ears
for your time is not near
to me you are dear
your wrist are red
and from what i understand he took you to bed
and promised to wed
your heart he lead
why did you let him get to your head?
listen to my words
and give me your sword
that infant you have was given to you by the lord
but he who had tricked you so, is to be forgotten.