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See how she moves with perfect grace
Her jet black eyes behold his face
She steals his heart and gives her own
In order to possess the throne
A willful queen yet so alone
Once he whispered
"You're the light of my life
Come what may I'll make you my wife in the end
Gentle maiden
You were born to be loved
You will soothe me when times get too rough"
Loyal N
Why did he push aside the one we adore
Caught in the web of that vain villain whore
For that vixen drives him wild
People scorned her
Said his choice wasn't right
Loved their king but they hated his bride
Who just smiled
"Your sweet appearance
Always brings me delight
Whenever I'm lonely at night
You'll be there
I'll make sure that
You rule over the earth
Dear N if you only gave birth
To an heir"
You played the lute and sang him a song
Weeping for his first two months old
Now you know you're in disgrace
Seeking comfort
Immersed in sad memories
You will die but he'll never be free
For the rest of his days
For he'll hear your voice in every song
Your vision will haunt him when you are gone
Echoes of your mocking laugh
Your sons will die so
Your death just won't be in vain
For your daughter she will reign
On your behalf



Writer(s): Anton Dirk Scherpenzeel, Irene Linders Copyright: Hirschland Music


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