Up upon the mountain sits a mighty dragon.
watching the world go by from a castal made of pure gold.
down in the vally below there on a wagon,
sits a maid so fair her beauity is well told.
the mighty dragon truly loves his gold,
it fills his heart with real desire.
but for all the gold he has lost his soul.
for the maid has set his stone heart on fire.
His love for her was driving him insane.
he could not talk to her as a dragon.
he did not want to burn her with his flame.
He could not tell her he loved her in a love song.
the dragon lust for the the maid was out of control.
So he went to the only one who could help him.
I need to be a man, so I can love and grow old.
He explained to the old witch standing beside him.
Do you know what your asking? she sighed.
I'll give up my magic for a human soul, he replied.
The old witch did her powerfull magic as she cried,
to change the dragon to a man, who could live and die.
High on the mountain sits the mighty dragon king,
in the chair beside him is the maid as his queen.
His happiness came with a high price it seams.
but who needs magic when love can fulfill his dreams.