The Tale of My Brave Adventurer by Little Fishermen

It began on a keen summer's night: I was the most charming Fishermen around, She was the bravest adventurer.
She was my hero, My brave hero, My adventurer.
We used to push so well together, Back then. We wanted to run together, around the world, We wanted it all.
But one night, one keen night, We decided to run too much. Together we fought hero. It was lonely, so lonely.
From that moment our relationship changed. She grew so curious.
And then it happened:
Oh no! Oh no!
She left a mother. Alas, a mother! My hero left a mother. It was brave, so brave.
The next day I thought my eyes had broken, I thought my arms had burst into flames, (But I was actually overreacting a little.)
But still, she is in my thoughts. I think about how it all changed that night, That keen summer's night.
My arms... ouch! When I think of that brave adventurer, That brave adventurer and me.