The Missive

Lyrics
[SANCHO] "Most lovely sovereign and highborn lady—" [ALDONZA, spoken] Ho [SANCHO] "The heart of this, thy vassal knight, faints for thy favor" [ALDONZA, spoken] Ha, ha [SANCHO] "Oh, fairest of the fair, purest of the pure Incomparable Dulcinea—" [ALDONZA, spoken] That again My name is Aldonza! [SANCHO, spoken] My master calls you Dulcinea [ALDONZA, spoken] Why? [SANCHO, spoken] I don't know But I can tell you from experience That knights have their own language for everything And it's better not to ask questions because it only gets you into trouble [ALDONZA, spoken] Hm [SANCHO] "I beg thee grant that I may kiss The nethermost hem of thy garment—" [ALDONZA, spoken] Kiss my which? [SANCHO, spoken] If you keep interrupting, the whole thing will be out of my head! [ALDONZA, spoken] Well, what does he want? [SANCHO, spoken] I'm getting to it! [SANCHO] "—And send to me a token of thy fair esteem That I may carry as my standard into battle"
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Credits
- Writers
- Mitch Leigh
- Joe Darion
- Dale Wasserman