Never have I carried a bannerFor a love I didn't foster
Never have I lost a joust
With that love burning
I hold you deep in my amour
In joust as well as battle and slaughter
Never can this fire be doused
My lady has not requited my love
But my will is greater
My heart is covered in armor
But she is my beloved
Deeply I long for her favor
This love will make me a martyr
