She came to me one morningOne lonely sunday morningHer long hair flowingIn the midwinter windI know not how she found meFor in darkness I was walkingAnd destruction lay around meFrom a fight I could not winAh ah ah ...She asked me name my foe thenI said the need within some menTo fight and kill their brothersWithout thought of love or godAnd I begged her give me horsesTo trample down my enemiesSo eager was my passionTo devour this waste of lifeAh ah ah ...But she wouldnt think of battle thatReduces men to animalsSo easy to beginAnd yet impossible to endFor shes the mother of our menWho counselled me so wisely thenI feared to walk alone againAnd asked if she would stayAh ah ah ...Oh lady lend your hand outrightAnd let me rest here at your sideHave faith and trustIn peace she saidAnd filled my heart with lifeThere is no strength in numbersHave no such misconceptionBut when you need meBe assured I wont be far awayAh ah ah ...Thus having spoke she turned awayAnd though I found no words to sayI stood and watched until I sawHer black coat disappearMy labour is no easierBut now I know Im not aloneI find new heart each timeI think upon that windy dayAnd if one day she comes to youDrink deeply from her words so wiseTake courage from herAs your prizeAnd say hello from meAh ah ah ...
