Here comes the giovani signore,
Who’s a proud as he is supreme!
He’ll beat the guards ‘til tomorrow’s end!
Their culos, he will cream!
– Minstrel
Here comes the giovani signore,
Who’s a proud as he is supreme!
He’ll beat the guards ‘til tomorrow’s end!
Their culos, he will cream!
– Minstrel
Come good people, hear my tale
Of the man who walks solo.
Evil he’ll root out and nail,
To the cross of his perdono!
– Minstrel
Il campione approaches,
So let us sing for a joy!
Strikes down the evil guardsmen,
Protects the girls and boys!
– Minstrel
…He’s a novice.
Simple joy, our Lord is here!
Blessing us with his good cheer.
Let us now show our respect.
Come amici, genuflect!
– Minstrel
I didn’t know “genuflect” was a word until I looked it up, haha.
MOLTO BENE.
Men of vana, raise your flag,
For comes the hero of our age.
Fueled by flames of honest vengeance,
Soon they will feel his fervent rage!
– Minstrel
Watchman, priest, or politician,
Twisted words and blind ambition,
Meet their match in his defiance,
Truth and justice, his alliance
– Minstrel
“But–I wrote it for you! And I have more!” – Minstrel
Stop bullying the minstrels! They’re human too! D:
Bring our man a flagon of wine,
For he has our cause at heart.
Leave him not to suffer solely,
In what we all take part.
– Minstrel
‘Che diavolo?!’ they will say,
When the dogs have met their day,
To their shame and great dismay,
Il campione will have his way.
– Minstrel