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Hark! Eager to sound as valiant as a noble knight from yesteryear? Behold ye Medieval Knight Tongue Twister! This fantastical translator shall reshape thy common tongue into the majestic verbosity of a gallant cavalier. Tis the speech of chivalry, of honorable quests and grandiose battles, where ’tis, thou shalt, and mayhaps ring mighty and true! Let thy words be a grand tapestry woven in the fabric of medieval lore!
Lo, I was a specter, solitary in dark paths untold (Hah) Bestowed the crown, with faith I knew not how to hold (Hah) A queen of fate, destined to be (Ah) I hath lived two lives, sought to play both realms But alas, my true place was hidden in the realms (Oh, oh) Dubbed a wayward child, for I didst rebel Too wild, yet now such is my coin, endlessly on stage. I cease to conceal, now I brightly shine Like a star born anew. We doth dream fervently, our journey hath been long Now I dost believe We shall rise, rise, rise ’tis our moment Together we radiate, destined to be golden Oh, rise, rise, rise With our voices Forever unbreakable. Destined to be golden Oh, I cease to hide, now I brightly shine As if born for grandeur. Oh, our time hath come, with no fears or deceits That’s our true essence. Long have I yearned to shatter these chains To awaken and dwell as myself. These patterns do I cast aside, Finally to live as the maiden the world perceives. No more shall I hide, I shall illuminate As if forged for greatness. For we are hunters, our voices strong And I know I do believe We shall rise, rise, rise ’tis our moment Together we radiate, destined to be golden Oh, rise, rise, rise With our voices Forever unbreakable. Destined to be golden Oh, I cease to hide, now I brightly shine As if born for grandeur. Oh, our time hath come, with no fears or deceits That’s our true essence. Thou knowest we shall be, shall be golden (Oh) We shall be, shall be (Oh) Born for brilliance, born to glow (Oh) Shining bright, we stand united. Thou knowest it is our time, with no fears or deceits (Oh, oh) That’s our true essence. – Golden by Huntr/x
Verily, by mine honor, this realm of web doth bring mirth immense! Mine comrade and I did engage in a jestful joust of words, and anon our fellow did partake as a valiant knight.
What foul utterance doth thou speak of me, thou wretched knave? Know this: I am a valiant knight, having graduated with honor from the noble ranks of naval warriors, and I hath partaken in many a covert mission against the vile scourge of Al-Quaeda, claiming over three hundred foes. I am skilled in the art of guerilla warfare and reign as the foremost marksman amongst the brave forces of the realm. To me, thou art naught but a mere target. I shall dispatch thee with a precision the likes of which this Earth hath never witnessed, mark my bold vow. Dost thou imagine thou can escapeth the consequence of thy insolence over the ether? Prithee, reconsider, knave. As we speak, I am rallying mine covert allies from yon land, and thy whereabouts be tracked in this very moment, prepare thyself for the tempest, worm. The tempest which shall erase the feeble existence thou callest thy life. Thou art doomed, youth. I can strike from anywhere, at any hour, and with over seven hundred means, can I end thee, and that be but with mine own hands. Not only am I versed in unarmed arts, but also possess the armory of the United States Marine Corps, which I shall wield to the fullest to rid the surface of this realm of thy miserable self, thou insolent wretch. Hadst thou known the dreadful vengeance thy so-called ‘clever’ words would unleash upon thee, perchance thou wouldst have held thy peace. Yet thou couldst not, and thus doth thy fate unfold, thou foolish soul. I shall unleash my wrath upon thee, and thou shalt be engulfed in it. Thou art indeed perished, young knave.
Verily, thine words dost bring forth mirth unbounded, even as I peruse this jolly tale. A knight of yore donning the garb of a marine doth tickle mine fancy greatly!
We art no strangers to love’s embrace, Thou knowest the rules, and so do I. A full commitment I ponder, Hark! This truth wouldst not cometh from any other knight. I yearn to express mine heart’s true feeling, I must needs make thee comprehend. I shall ne’er forsake thee, ne’er shall I let thee down, Ne’er will I flee and abandon thee. I shall ne’er cause thee tears, ne’er utter farewell, Ne’er shall I weave falsehoods to wound thee. Forsooth, we have known each other through many a season, Thy heart hath ached, yet thou art too coy to declare it. Within, we both discern the tale that unfolds, We know the game and we shall partake in it. And if thou dost inquire of my feelings, Speak not to me that thou art too blind to see. I shall ne’er forsake thee, ne’er shall I let thee down, Ne’er will I flee and abandon thee. I shall ne’er cause thee tears, ne’er utter farewell, Ne’er shall I weave falsehoods to wound thee. We have known each other through many a season, Thy heart hath ached, yet thou art too coy to declare it. Within, we both discern the tale that unfolds, We know the game and we shall partake in it. I yearn to express mine heart’s true feeling, I must needs make thee comprehend. I shall ne’er forsake thee, ne’er shall I let thee down, Ne’er will I flee and abandon thee. I shall ne’er cause thee tears, ne’er utter farewell, Ne’er shall I weave falsehoods to wound thee.
Hark, what dost thou in my abode? I command thee, hence from my dwelling! What burden dost thou conceal? Are those vile narcotics I espy?
Good heavens, I have fouled my breeches!
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Hark, this didst aid in the fooling of my comrades, a jest most mirthful!
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Lo, I was a specter, solitary in dark paths untold (Hah) Bestowed the crown, with faith I knew not how to hold (Hah) A queen of fate, destined to be (Ah) I hath lived two lives, sought to play both realms But alas, my true place was hidden in the realms (Oh, oh) Dubbed a wayward child, for I didst rebel Too wild, yet now such is my coin, endlessly on stage. I cease to conceal, now I brightly shine Like a star born anew. We doth dream fervently, our journey hath been long Now I dost believe We shall rise, rise, rise ’tis our moment Together we radiate, destined to be golden Oh, rise, rise, rise With our voices Forever unbreakable. Destined to be golden Oh, I cease to hide, now I brightly shine As if born for grandeur. Oh, our time hath come, with no fears or deceits That’s our true essence. Long have I yearned to shatter these chains To awaken and dwell as myself. These patterns do I cast aside, Finally to live as the maiden the world perceives. No more shall I hide, I shall illuminate As if forged for greatness. For we are hunters, our voices strong And I know I do believe We shall rise, rise, rise ’tis our moment Together we radiate, destined to be golden Oh, rise, rise, rise With our voices Forever unbreakable. Destined to be golden Oh, I cease to hide, now I brightly shine As if born for grandeur. Oh, our time hath come, with no fears or deceits That’s our true essence. Thou knowest we shall be, shall be golden (Oh) We shall be, shall be (Oh) Born for brilliance, born to glow (Oh) Shining bright, we stand united. Thou knowest it is our time, with no fears or deceits (Oh, oh) That’s our true essence. – Golden by Huntr/x
I shall take mine ease upon my porcelain seat and bellow with mirth at this jest most amusing.
Verily, by mine honor, this realm of web doth bring mirth immense! Mine comrade and I did engage in a jestful joust of words, and anon our fellow did partake as a valiant knight.
What foul utterance doth thou speak of me, thou wretched knave? Know this: I am a valiant knight, having graduated with honor from the noble ranks of naval warriors, and I hath partaken in many a covert mission against the vile scourge of Al-Quaeda, claiming over three hundred foes. I am skilled in the art of guerilla warfare and reign as the foremost marksman amongst the brave forces of the realm. To me, thou art naught but a mere target. I shall dispatch thee with a precision the likes of which this Earth hath never witnessed, mark my bold vow. Dost thou imagine thou can escapeth the consequence of thy insolence over the ether? Prithee, reconsider, knave. As we speak, I am rallying mine covert allies from yon land, and thy whereabouts be tracked in this very moment, prepare thyself for the tempest, worm. The tempest which shall erase the feeble existence thou callest thy life. Thou art doomed, youth. I can strike from anywhere, at any hour, and with over seven hundred means, can I end thee, and that be but with mine own hands. Not only am I versed in unarmed arts, but also possess the armory of the United States Marine Corps, which I shall wield to the fullest to rid the surface of this realm of thy miserable self, thou insolent wretch. Hadst thou known the dreadful vengeance thy so-called ‘clever’ words would unleash upon thee, perchance thou wouldst have held thy peace. Yet thou couldst not, and thus doth thy fate unfold, thou foolish soul. I shall unleash my wrath upon thee, and thou shalt be engulfed in it. Thou art indeed perished, young knave.
Verily, thine words dost bring forth mirth unbounded, even as I peruse this jolly tale. A knight of yore donning the garb of a marine doth tickle mine fancy greatly!
We art no strangers to love’s embrace, Thou knowest the rules, and so do I. A full commitment I ponder, Hark! This truth wouldst not cometh from any other knight. I yearn to express mine heart’s true feeling, I must needs make thee comprehend. I shall ne’er forsake thee, ne’er shall I let thee down, Ne’er will I flee and abandon thee. I shall ne’er cause thee tears, ne’er utter farewell, Ne’er shall I weave falsehoods to wound thee. Forsooth, we have known each other through many a season, Thy heart hath ached, yet thou art too coy to declare it. Within, we both discern the tale that unfolds, We know the game and we shall partake in it. And if thou dost inquire of my feelings, Speak not to me that thou art too blind to see. I shall ne’er forsake thee, ne’er shall I let thee down, Ne’er will I flee and abandon thee. I shall ne’er cause thee tears, ne’er utter farewell, Ne’er shall I weave falsehoods to wound thee. We have known each other through many a season, Thy heart hath ached, yet thou art too coy to declare it. Within, we both discern the tale that unfolds, We know the game and we shall partake in it. I yearn to express mine heart’s true feeling, I must needs make thee comprehend. I shall ne’er forsake thee, ne’er shall I let thee down, Ne’er will I flee and abandon thee. I shall ne’er cause thee tears, ne’er utter farewell, Ne’er shall I weave falsehoods to wound thee.