Hush, my baby.
With silence, comes a power.
Hush, for you, there might be a someday, maybe.
With silence, the men will cower.
Be still, my child.
With stillness, comes desire.
Be still, do not release the wild.
With stillness, you shall rule an empire.
Be smart, my love.
With wisdom, comes control.
Be smart, resemble the sleeping dove.
With wisdom, all the queens’ men shall enroll.
Be stunning, my girl.
With beauty, comes a price.
Be stunning, you will send them in a whirl.
With beauty, you will set there hearts in ice.
Hush, my woman.
With patience, potential will level with pace.
Hush, the Saxons are comin’.
With patience, you can never live to see grace.
May 24, 2010
May 24, 2010 at 5:23 PM UTC
Hush, my baby.
With silence, comes a power.
Hush, for you, there might be a someday, maybe.
With silence, the men will cower.
Be still, my child.
With stillness, comes desire.
Be still, do not release the wild.
With stillness, you shall rule an empire.
Be smart, my love.
With wisdom, comes control.
Be smart, resemble the sleeping dove.
With wisdom, all the queens’ men shall enroll.
Be stunning, my girl.
With beauty, comes a price.
Be stunning, you will send them in a whirl.
With beauty, you will set there hearts in ice.
Hush, my woman.
With patience, potential will level with pace.
Hush, the Saxons are comin’.
With patience, you can never live to see grace.
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