Lyrics
[instrumental bridge]
[Verse]
In Britain's realm of legend, days of yore,
A kingdom faced turmoil, its fate unsure.
A sword in stone, none could set it free,
A challenge to all, a mystery.
[Verse 2]
The sword, a symbol, power and might,
In stone it gleamed, in the soft moonlight.
Knights tried in vain, with all their main,
None could release it, attempts in vain.
[instrumental bridge]
[Chorus]
Legends unfold, dreams take flight,
Under starry skies, soft moonlight.
A king emerges, from stone he arose,
In the forest's heart, where magic flows.
[instrumental bridge]
[Verse]
Then came young Arthur, a squire true,
Destined for greatness, with a heart anew.
He found the sword, on a fateful day,
Unaware of his role, in fate's sway.
[Verse]
With gentle touch, the sword he drew,
A miracle witnessed, prophecy true.
The stone yielded, as if by fate's decree,
He'd been chosen, to rule the land free.
[instrumental bridge]
[Chorus]
Legends unfold, dreams take flight,
Under starry skies, soft moonlight.
A king emerges, from stone he arose,
In the forest's heart, where magic flows.
[Verse 5]
People marveled at this wondrous sight,
Arthur, squire, had shown his might.
He became their king, with wisdom grand,
Leading Britain forward, across the land.
[instrumental bridge]
[Verse 6]
And so began the tale of Arthur's reign,
A king of honor, by every man's claim.
The Sword in Stone, a tale renowned,
Of the boy king, royally crowned.
[instrumental, lively]
[Chorus, lively, echoing]
Legends unfold, dreams take flight,
Under starry skies, soft moonlight.
A king emerges, from stone he arose,
In the forest's heart, where magic flows.
Where magic flows.
Where magic flows.
[outro]
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[end]
