Из альбома: Beautiful Feelings
We had a game, I called her Guinevere, and she would always call me Galahad
I was her king, she was my queen, my Guinevere
The days were warm, the nights were sweet
I didn't dream that something troubled you
My Guinevere, you left when down high, farewell Guinevere, where are you
Chorus:
Guinevere come back to Camelot, Galahad is waiting
Guinevere come back to Camelot, watch the morning breaking
The city streets no longer are the English countryside they used to be
My armour rusts, my sword is waiting for Guinevere, where are you
chorus
All the songs I used to sing, I'll only sing for you
Send a letter, write me soon, I'm waiting here my lady
chorus repeats out
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