It was a young lady living in the knight's castle White as a lily, she lived in sorrow Shall you carry my colours? Shall you call upon my name? You who straddle the air around you In the midst of the wind of difficulty Where is she whom you loved last? And the freemen come from far away They met her eyes and felt their pain Shall you carry my colours? Shall you call upon my name? You who straddle the air around you In the midst of the wind of difficulty Where is she whom you loved last? And she asked herself patiently Where is he whom I believe? He who meets my eyes and answers calmly Shall you carry my colours? Shall you call upon my name? And in the midst of the air around you In the midst of the wind of difficulty You are everything, you are first, you are last A young lady has waited for seven thousand years And will wait as long as the world exists