With your grace as inspiration, I will prove my love to you When I stand in polished armor on the field, I will bow towards your beauty As you stand beside your father With passion in my heart, I shall not yield With your grace as inspiration, I will proudly bear your token When I stand in burnished steel before my foe I will do your honor justice With the strength of arm and spirit, And will fight with all the prowess that I know With your grace as inspiration, I will strive to be the victor Over one who strives as fervently as I To earn a maiden's favor For the bold young knight before her, To see his love reflected in her eyes With your grace as inspiration, I will prove my love to you When I stand in polished armor on the field, I will bow towards your beauty As you stand beside your father With passion in my heart, I shall not yield No, with passion in my heart I shall not yield.