Where do you think the Dragon lives?
In a hall made of stone, below the high mountains,
There in the wood, cloaked with leaves,
Down by the River, enjoying some fountains?
What do you think, the Dragon desires?
Tons of gold, jewels and silver,
The fair maiden, that every man admires,
The beautiful music, that makes us shiver?
So what do you think? What do you dream?
Are Dragons friendly, or evil and mean?
How can you know without ever have seen?
Close to a dragon itself you have never been.