Smoke rising up ahead
Fires on the beach
This camp that we have sought
Finally been reached
So put the anchor down
Despite these dark times
Good cheer's abound
They gave us many tasks as we sailed up
To gather firewood or try our luck
At hunting for our evening meals
Or forging our swords of wood and steel
A band five hundred strong
Ready for the day
To siege the castle walls
And drive the king away
Now follow me up the mountain ridge
Careful now across this old bridge
So falcon take flight in the air
Bring us a fox, a bird, a hare

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