From the coasts of India
Sacripant has set out
confident he will put
western knights to rout
Throughout his native land
his valour is greatly famed
There exists not a single foe
that he has not yet tamed
There comes from Emperor
Charlesmagne's famous court
A knight whose flesh can not
in any way be harmed
Orlando wears his armour
as adornment
by divine enchantment
his skin is charmed
On Brigliodero
his snow white steed
The Count Aglante
ventures forth
wielding his enchanted
sword Durindan
forged by the dark
elves of the north
On Bayard, Ragnald rides
his sword, Fullsvart,at his side
The dashing Baron Montalban
Ladies deem a handsome man
From the cold Asian steppes
Rides a knight sword in hand
The warlord of the wastelands
the peerless Agrikhan
On two treasures of the west
the Mongol lord has set his sights,
Durandin and Bayard
property of Charlemagne's knights
From cold Russia's snow covered soil
comes a maiden that's Amazon spawn
Marfisa disdains womanly pursuits
warrior's armour she boldly puts on
These knights and many more
assemble at Constantine's court
Tonight they sit and feast
Tomorrow joust will be their sport