The troubadour

He was charming and talented youth,
with his little balalaika.
Plucking at the strings of emotions.
The troubadour.

He was making happiness to melancholy,
changing people's mind,
and making them cry.
The troubadour. The troubadour.

And he sang about the injustice,
of the Empire of the king.
That is richer than the little boy,
the troubadour.

but he sang
La, la la la, la la lailailailailailai,)
lalalalailalalai.
Lai,lalalai lalalailailailai lailailailai,
lalalailalalai.(

The people started a revoulotion,
after his inspiring song.
the all rebellion was his fault,
the troubadour.

He sang about his emotions,
he made people hate the king.
He had the power of the caser in his voice,
the troubadour, the troubadour.

He was running for his life,
To get away from the king.
He wanted to catch him alive,
To get revenge.

Finally the army caught him,
Took him to the execution.
And on his way, the troubadour sang.
the same song that cost his death.

Oh, lailalalailalalailailai lailailai,)
lalalalalalalai,
Oh, lailalalailalalailailai lailailai,
Oh Oh Oh, lailalalailalalailailai lailailai,
lalalalalalalai.
La-lalalai.
lalalalalalalai),