Like mystical knights from a time long since past,
These three surviving warriors are back at last.
A golden god wailing tunes that echo through our minds,
With emotion to his audience, a performer so fine.
From a magical guitarist born back in time,
Plays a bow on the strings like a wizard casts a spell.
On his Organ he plays sounds like they were made up in heaven,
Also a guitar would be another weapon.
Together a power none dreamed of before,
A masterpiece of song never seen on a stage floor.
Missing from them, one fallen warrior whose hammering
On his drums shook the ground like thunder,
They called him Bonzo, now a spirit in a new world of wonder.
From England they were born some time ago,
Their music lives on forever you know.
Robert Plant, Jimmy…
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