Вступление играется на две гитары, но при желании не составит труда разобрать под одну.


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А дальше всё просто

Am                 Em                    Am
A lonely bard wandering across the lands am I
Am                 Em                    Am
Singing dancing finding answers to every why
C                  Em                     Am 
The taverns are full and one crosses my path, too
Am                 Em                     Am  
I just might reward myself with a beer or two


Am                 Em               Am 
This inn the place of many romantic tales
Am                 Em              Am  
On the loft women offer their sales
C                  Em                          Am
But my eyes they catch a girl beat by everyone
Am                 Em                   Am 
A slave she is but for me a rose undone


Am        Em
Hear me sing
Am          C    
Watch me dance
           Em
Play that lute of thine
Am                       Em
And share with me this dance


As she danced my eyes began to shine
There she was the maiden so divine
How could I approach her with my outlook so poor
Her beauty being much more than I could endure


So I asked if I could sing a chanson
With a language of ancient and of lore
Gathered the men around us me and the girl in rags
Soon were the melodies heard by everyone

Hear us sing
Watch us dance
Sing with us this tale
With a clap of hands


The stories long-forgotten we still know
Performing our skills wherever we go
I end my story as I receive a kiss
From my girl the dearest Beatrice


Hear us sing
Watch us dance
Sing with us the tales
Which the music will keep alive