Sparrow

Sparrows around me Speak of a boy They've met him before Hidden in castle walls Fine, silky clothes Looks great for sure Skilled in his manners Brave in his tone He can do it all Gifts in his chamber All from afar Still he feels alone Then he goes out A ride to the shore Air on his cheeks Manes of his horse Under pine trees He sits on the moss A sparrow then sings Of a girl in the forest Late in the evening The boy returns home Not feeling alone She understood The words of this heart A delicate start