Tychik - A fabulous request

I want you to be my lovely princess,
If you only move to the tower,
Put on fairy dresses, braid have the longest
And cry into the moonlight with tears pure and sour.

I`ll be the master of fencing and lute,
Acquire big armor, sharp sword and steed,
To kill dreadful dragons, I`m brave indeed,
And sing you the ballads, touching and cute.

Lady of Ladies, please don`t refuse me.
Impregnable, that`s what you should be.
Let me face the danger with no thought of withdraw.
To get your heart entire and half part of kingdom.