A terrible mistake was made
The weight would break the backs
Of ten strong horses tried to save
The castle in the fray

If you knew that I could take the pain
Inflicted at the battle
With faithful arrows you
Might get back in the saddle

But it's a special death you saved
For me, the brown-eyed daughter
Once you made it hotter
The thankless, holy praise

Is left alone, why bother
To cast a stone in water?

La, la, la, la, la
(La, la, la, la-la, la)
La-la, la, la
La, la, la, la-la-la
(La, la, la, la-la, la)
La-la, la, la
La, la, la, la-la-la
(La, la, la, la-la, la)
La-la, la, la
La, la, la, la-la-la

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Writer(s): Mirah Yom Tov Zeitlyn