OH!BRAVE KNIGHT
YOU FIGHT DAY AND NIGHT,
YOU DO YOUR BEST
BUT GET NO REST.
YOU FIGHT YOUR FOE
WITH YOUR ARROW AND BOW;
YOU ALSO FIGHT WITH YOUR SWORD
WHICH IS LONG LIKE A BITTER-GOURD.
YOU ARE SO BRAVE
AND YOU SOMETIMES DIG YOUR OWN GRAVE
FOR THE COUNTRY'S SAKE.
BUT YOUR FAMILY CAN'T TAKE;
THE SHOCKING SAD NEWS,
AND YOUR MOTHER'S TEARS SHATTER LIKE THE DROPLETS OF DEW,
YOUR WIFE FAINTS
AND YOUR INNOCENT CHILD STILL PAINTS,
THE LOVELY PICTURE OF YOU.
YOUR WIFE JOINS YOU
AND YOUR MOTHER IS BITTERLY CRYING
AND YOUR INNOCENT CHILD IS STILL PAINTING!!!
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