Weeping Willows
The Tale of My Fragrant Queen Secret Lover
The Tale of My Fragrant Queen Secret Lover

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The Tale of My Fragrant Queen Secret Lover
    - A Ballad

It began on a stunning autumn evening:
I was the most remarkable painter around,
She was the most fragrant queen.

She was my secret lover,
My fragrant secret lover,
My queen.

We used to cry so well together,
Back then.
We wanted to kiss together, around the world,
We wanted it all.

But one evening, one stunning evening,
We decided to kiss too much.
Together we smashed a heart of stone.
It was rancid, so rancid.

From that moment our relationship changed.
She grew so hideous.

And then it happened:

Oh no! Oh no!

She burnt a golden feather.
Alas, a golden feather!
My secret lover burnt a golden feather.
It was tiny, so tiny.

The next day I thought my fists of iron had broken,
I thought my eyes of fire 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 evening,
That stunning autumn evening.

My eyes of fire... ouch!
When I think of that fragrant queen,
That fragrant queen and me.



Generated on 21/12/2009 14:00 by Weeping Willows

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