Lionheart

erse 1: In the fields of Châlus, a king met his fate, The Lionheart's roar, now silent and late. With a heart full of valor, he fought till the end, A legend in battle, a king and a friend. Chorus: Oh, Richard, brave Richard, your spirit so bold, In the annals of history, your story is told. May angels now guide you, to the heavens above, Rest in peace, noble king, with eternal love. Verse 2: From the castles of England to the Holy Land, Your name was a beacon, a guiding hand. Berenguela weeps