So in the movie they barely showed evidence of a love triangle, which I love because love triangles suck. I was listening to Josh Groban, and realized that this would have fit perfectly into the mind of Lancelot if a love triangle actually took place. Its called "Un Amore Per Sempre"- "A forever love". I'll give both the Italian version (cuz everything sounds prettier in Italian) and the English translation. Enjoy. Oh yea, Disclaimer: I dont own King Arthur or Josh groban songs...but wow they go well together
He watched as she was being washed inside the caravan. He wanted to look away, but he was drawn, enthralled by her beauty and mysterious nature. As water poured down her back, her face staring forward in thought, he gulped, finding it hard to exhale. Speaking with her later, he found her vivacious for a Woad…a kindred spirit so to speak in the sense that both longed for freedom and justice.
As she left to go speak with Arthur, he sighed. Clenching his fist, he bit his lower lip in frustration. He was the charmer, a man who got what he wanted with woman. But she was rare. A gem who could stand against his wooing. He grinned. For once he desired not lust for a woman, but the woman itself.
But he was also the voice of reason, and a loyal friend at that. He saw the way Athur looked at her, mystified by her soul as well. Lancelot knew he had to bury these feelings deep, for he valued friendship above all things.
Ecco ora mai
Il momento temuto da tempo sai
Già so quello che mi dirai
E la fine di noi
Here now
Is the moment I've feared so long
I already know what you are going to tell me
That it's the end of us
He watched with horror as Dagonet slipped into the ice, his chest full of blood and arrows. As Bors screamed and cursed all of heaven and earth, Lancelot felt a part of him shatter. Another freedom denied to a good friend. As they once again began their journey back to the Wall, Lancelot could not speak. He angrily practiced his intricate sword moves as the others rested for the night. He lashed forward, his concentration faltering. He swung left, driving his right sword behind, shifting the weight of his feet. He did not hear her approach.
So che con lui tu te senti più
Libera di essere di volere
Di prendere di contare di più
I know that with him you feel more
Free to be who you want
To count on him more
"Couldn't sleep either, I take it", she began, her voice hoarse. He stopped, dropping his swords to the ground, clenching his fists. He leaned against a tree, exhausted from his workout. A hand fell to his shoulder, and he turned. She gazed deep into his eyes, past his exterior, to a point where few ventured to go. He inhaled and exhaled loudly through his nose, keeping his mouth shut tight, his eyes stone.
She gulped. "I'm sorry for your loss, Lancelot." He couldn't stand seeing her look at him that way. He would have given anything to take her into his arms, caressing and protecting her from all evils.
But he couldn't have her. "You know nothing of my loss. Go back to your people, Guinevere. You don't belong here among the dead," he commanded, shoving her hand off him, his voice stern. "There is nothing but death here on this god forsaken island."
She stared him down, her mouth open slightly, in utter confusion. "Lancelot.." she began. God it pains me to hear her say my name like that, he thought to himself.
"Please, milady. Leave me alone", he said in a softer tone. He saw the way she looked at Arthur, and felt his commander's love for her returned. He would not be a third wheel. This was one woman he would dare not steal from her rightful lover.
Che scioco io
Io che ti ho dato tutto di me
Ora che vai
Stai portando il mio cuore con te
What a shock to me
I who gave you all of myself
Now that you go
You carry my heart with you
He saw her, fighting on the battlefield. She was good, so good he wanted to grin in satisfaction. Lancelot slaughtered his way through the Saxons, gutting one in the belly, the other through the heart. Blood wiped onto his face, blinding him for a moment. Wiping it away, he looked back over to find her. "Your getting distracted" he told himself. His eyes set upon her once more, as she battled a young, bald headed Saxon. Widening in horror, he watched as the Saxon punched her down. There was not a moment of hesitation. He leaped forward, clashing his sword with the Saxon's as it came down on Guinevere. She gasped, looking at her savior.
Un amore per sempre
Dura solo un istante
Sono tanti i ricordi
Che svaniscono in te
Resta forse quel sogno
Una storia di amanti
Ma alla fine vai via da me
A forever love
Lasts only a moment
There are so many memories
That vanish in you
Perhaps the dream will remain
A story of lovers
But in the end you leave me
He lunged forward with fury, using every technique he had ever learned to make this Saxon brat pay. The Saxon smirked, easily matching every blow. Both soon tired, but Lancelot dared not glance to check on Guinevere. He hit the Saxon, and as he fell two burly men rushed forward at the Sarmatian. He took them on one at a time, while the bald headed one reached for something. Guinevere slit a man's throat, and on turning, watched as the Saxon Lancelot had saved her from took aim with a crossbow. Lancelot turned around, ready to finish what he had started, but stopped.
He could not breath, and looked down to see the arrow protruding into his chest, a deadly hit. He closed his eyes, seeing her face. Opening them back up quickly, he let loose his sword, throwing with the last energy he had. He got his target, and the Saxon went down. Lancelot sat, his eyes blurring.
Dicono che no se muore in amore
Non perdi mai
Io mi sento morire ormai
Vuoto dentro di me
So pure che
Dovrei essere felice per te
Ma mentirei
Perché volgio che resti con me
They say that you don't die from love
You don't lose anything
I feel myself die now
I am empty inside
I also know
I should be happy for you
But I lie
Because I want you to stay with me
He reached out with his hand, smelling once more the never ending fields of Sarmatia. He imagined riding towards the sun, her arms wrapped tight around his waste, her head on his shoulder. They rode from dawn til dusk, never slowing.
Un amore per sempre
Dura solo un istante
Sono troppi i ricordi
Che svaniscono in te
Resta qualche momento
Forse solo un istante
Ma alla fine vai via
Lontano da me
A forever love
Lasts only a moment
There are too many memories
That vanish in you
That moment remains
If only for an instant
But in the end you go away
Far from me