This is the legend of one sword
Whose the owner will be king
The one will be selected
By the pure heart and soul

One day the youngter squire
Lost his brother´s sword
He saw Excalibur
And of the rock he draw the sword

Oh,he draw the sword
And king he became
His name is Arthur the King
Oh,the future he change
With the people he cares
Listen,His name is Arthur