Lyrics:
Guinnevere had green eyesLike yours, mi'lady, like yoursWhen she'd walk down through the gardenIn the morning after it rainedPeacocks wandered aimlesslyUnderneath an orange treeWhy can't she see me?Guinnevere drew pentagramsLike yours, mi'lady, like yoursLate at night when she thoughtThat no one was watching at allOn the wallDo, do, do ...She shall be freeAs she turns her gazeDown the slope to the harbor where I layAnchored for a dayGuinnevere had golden hairLike yours, mi'lady, like yoursStreaming out when we'd rideThrough the warm wind down by the bayYesterdaySeagulls circle endlesslyI sing in silent harmonyWe shall be free