Zrinski, Adam

In Vienna town, on Christmas Eve, A noble boy was born, believe! Adam Zrinski, his name so grand, Destined to serve his native land. With sword in hand and armor bright, He joined the army, ready to fight. A loyal soldier, brave and true, Count Adam Zrinski, we salute you! Through battles fierce and wars so long, He stood tall, courageous and strong. A member of the Zrinski name, His honor and valor brought him fame. But tragedy struck, a fateful day, At Slankamen, where he would lay. In service of Habsburg monarchy, Count Adam Zrinski met his destiny. Though he is gone, his legacy lives on, A hero remembered, even when he's gone. Count Adam Zrinski, forever in our hearts, A noble soul, who played his part. Random page: Wladimir Brunet de Presle