| Song | Lady of the Lake |
| Artist | Jade Warrior |
| Album | Last Autumn's Dream |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Dark-eyed lake side water woman sailing through the rushes, | |
| Twilight lady tell me where you go. | |
| Sunset bound and silver crowned you smile as evening blushes, | |
| Distant mountains burn with scarlet snow. | |
| Let music from the temple bell complete your sacred summer spell | |
| And guide the pilgrim to your throne where first the seed of | |
| life was sown. | |
| In a robe of starlight spun by poet’s hand, | |
| Bringing hope to those who journey through your land. | |
| Seven rings adorn your fingers, on the water incense lingers | |
| Willingly I sing at your command. | |
| Far away dark voices pray let no man’s word defeat thee, | |
| We adore your wisdom and your way. | |
| Eagle kings on golden wings come slowly down to greet thee, | |
| More and more and more and more and more and more and more. |
| Darkeyed lake side water woman sailing through the rushes, | |
| Twilight lady tell me where you go. | |
| Sunset bound and silver crowned you smile as evening blushes, | |
| Distant mountains burn with scarlet snow. | |
| Let music from the temple bell complete your sacred summer spell | |
| And guide the pilgrim to your throne where first the seed of | |
| life was sown. | |
| In a robe of starlight spun by poet' s hand, | |
| Bringing hope to those who journey through your land. | |
| Seven rings adorn your fingers, on the water incense lingers | |
| Willingly I sing at your command. | |
| Far away dark voices pray let no man' s word defeat thee, | |
| We adore your wisdom and your way. | |
| Eagle kings on golden wings come slowly down to greet thee, | |
| More and more and more and more and more and more and more. |
| Darkeyed lake side water woman sailing through the rushes, | |
| Twilight lady tell me where you go. | |
| Sunset bound and silver crowned you smile as evening blushes, | |
| Distant mountains burn with scarlet snow. | |
| Let music from the temple bell complete your sacred summer spell | |
| And guide the pilgrim to your throne where first the seed of | |
| life was sown. | |
| In a robe of starlight spun by poet' s hand, | |
| Bringing hope to those who journey through your land. | |
| Seven rings adorn your fingers, on the water incense lingers | |
| Willingly I sing at your command. | |
| Far away dark voices pray let no man' s word defeat thee, | |
| We adore your wisdom and your way. | |
| Eagle kings on golden wings come slowly down to greet thee, | |
| More and more and more and more and more and more and more. |