His robes of silk, were spider-spun, his crown was burnished gold. His emerald eyes, so clear and young, at once so wise and old.
As the children pranced around. He watched them at their play, their laughter as a wind-bell sound, as though heard far away.
My time had come to leave this place, and quiet did I rise, but Elfin ears had heard my pace. I was caught by Elfin eyes.
Again at once the laughter ceased. The glade in silence, fell. My guilt,
unbound was now released, in shame, I’d broke this spell.
The King in silence held my stare, and fixed me where I stood. His eyes, with anger, did not glare. In sadness, now leaked tears of blood. In sadness, now leaked tears of blood. now leaked tears of blood.
He rose, I fell down to the ground. At his feet to kneel. He came to me without a sound. His wrath I knew I’d feel.
My hands he took, and had me rise, to look into his face. He smiled at me with his emerald eyes, as tears of blood ran down apace. as tears of blood ran down apace. He rose, I fell down to the ground. At his feet to kneel.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
