Brave knight of love and kindness, let me see your sword.
Can't you tell I'm in distress? I am part of a dragon's hoard.
He lures and traps despite the sounds of the other maiden's gasps.
He's no good I tell you, I need some help, I saw you face him once while he was out.
I can't speak to loud, he'll hear my cry, I then smile when I see you're ridding by.
The dragon looks confused that anyone would challenge him, a few quick thrusts of your sword shows him.
He flees the den, I go into your arms... You walk me home, you decline the prize.
It's truly sad, I wanted you to be MY good guy...
