Tears are rolling down on your cheek The sky is crying with you But it won't hide the fear Drums and bells are playing so loud That you can't hear what your heart Whispers into your ear Take a chance Forget the coronation Leave the court Give in to temptation Fly away, glide with the white dove Be the Queen, Queen of medieval love Close the gate Leave maids behind you Say goodbye Just go where you want to Feel the wind of freedom and Hear the sound of galloping hooves They will carry you home The dawn will break soon The sky will be clear Where the knight waits for you at the dome