my fathers were neither kings
nor great warriors
their names not remembered in songs
there is no greatness there is no splendour
in the blood that's been passed on to me
my sword is only as strong as my arms
my arrows not as swift as my eyes
i am not destined for any great deeds
but i trust the judgement of those
who know more of these matters,
who've lived longer than me
those who know secrets of old
who see hidden truths in their dreams
even though i don't know
if i'm worthy of this task
i will do as i'm told
i trust the judgement if the wise
i still wonder why i've been chosen
for so great and daring a task
the elders must be mistaken,
i'm not who they think i am
.
how can i be the hero
to erase darkness with light ?
i who has no great virtue
i who is but a man
but i trust the judgement of those
who know more of these matters,
who've lived longer than me
those who know secrets of old
who see hidden truths in their dreams even though i don't know
if i'm worthy of this task
i will do as i'm told
i trust the judgement if the wise
my fathers were neither kings
nor great warriors their names not remembered in songs there is no greatnes there is no splendour
in the blood that's been passed on to me my sword is only as strong as my arms my arrows not as swift as my eyes i am not destined for any great deeds