Immaculate memory of that day remains
When I travelled the path to your court
Anxious of your welfare
The Courtier has built the first wall
Work of providence has arose that night
When your vigor was in dire aid
I risked anonymity and walked the path again
The Constable has built another wall
Though challenges have multiplied
My love for you is unwavering
I will journey the path and climb the walls
Whenever you are in need
