I wish that I could tell you,
All of the steps that I've been taking
And Zelda you could help me, too
With these pots that I keep breaking.
Down to my last heart, the beeping won't yield,
methinks I can fight it out
I took a good look in my mirror shield
The hero I saw removed all doubt.
At last I've found the dungeon map
So now I know that I won't get lost
hookshots and puns to cross the gap
But I find it doubtful the distance is the boss.
So, here's a song for you on my type-writer ocarina,
I cannot wait 'til we meet again, and you ride me like Epona.