Good night Let me tell you The story of an old gentleman A stupid gentleman The stupidest in that kingdom Poor gentleman When he was still in his mother's womb He was cursed Poor mother When she gave birth to her last child She fell into a horrible illness And everyone blamed the poor child He grew up Supposed to be the most powerful successor The richest, the strongest The most hard-working The most Poor little boy But in his youth He fell under the spell of many maidens Witches who changed their faces to deceive him Poor boy His life was already sucked out at such a young age Poor child And the years passed And everyone called him A stupid gentleman The idiot, he even though he was so hurt Still believed in love My poor child More years passed Years and years passed He met a maiden Who was the chosen one She was certainly the love of his life Long golden hair That looked like the dawn of a day after a storm Eyes as clear as the afternoon sky reflected in the sea She treated him so well She took care of all his wounds She listened to him And he listened to her He loved her laugh, her smile She became his world She was everything to him She was perfect for him Poor boy, poor girl Poor girl, poor boy But she, poor boy Had relations with several other gentlemen But it didn't matter Nothing mattered to the poor child He was so in love with the woman That he would give her his heart on a platter of pure gold if she asked him to Poor boy, poor boy But he never actually asked her to marry him In fact, she was the only maiden he liked, and he didn't ask her to marry him She was his secret love Because only he knew And how he suffered But in the end He never told her And after years of being devoted to her And only her He accidentally fell into a ditch The ditch of his own castle Which was as deep as the ocean And the poor boy Wrapped in his armor Drowned with his love hidden away Crying at the bottom of the sea The end