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by Suzilla
[the following is a duet with parts written for Salmoneus and Gabrielle]
S: Noble warrior, proud and brave,
The weak and helpless she will save.
A champion for the innocent is she,
No matter what the odds may be.
G: Yet who can see into her heart,
To know the past she would depart;
The guilty weight of shrouded sin,
That feeds the flame that burns within.
S: Tall she is and black her hair,
Her warrior's cry does pierce the air.
Sharp her blade and strong her arm,
Her speed and skill avoid all harm.
G: Yet every battle beckons death,
With every blow and every breath.
A chance to live, a chance to die;
One could laugh and one could cry.
S: Her leather boots can none compare,
Her legs are strong and o, so fair.
What man is there without desire,
To kneel at her feet and so admire.
G: Yet who is it who loves her most,
Who follows her, her deeds to boast?
A friend and more thru' troubles hard,
By her side, her faithful Bard.
(C) SuZilla, July '96
