An Iron Boy | wersja ostateczna

I'm sure you don't know that tale of an Iron Boy
As nobody remembers it
It is lost with king George and the times of Rob Roy
In those times it was just a hit

That boy was no knight, no common warrior either
But he fought with all his brave heart
No helmet, no weapons, no clothes and no armour
He fought flies and gnats from the start
And I am sure that today nobody will cite
The words he would say at war spot
His soul was in an iron he used in his fight
Quickly pressing insects so hot