Her cheaks were as red as a rose the day that we met ,
like two peaches yet red in colour ,                                                           and.  as soft as her breast .
Yet the chandelier above our heads
was as dazzling as her looks .
But for all my charming manors  she had her eyes set on the tall man with the whip .With his dark brooding looks
and  his charming ways ,
he had a chilling stare .
With tranquil murmurs that brought a colour to her eyes ,
she turned to him as if I wasn’t there.

if I could just take her away ,
from these abandoned ruins of darkness and dispair ,.
for This fortress of love that dwells in her heart     ,
can only lead to tears when death do they part .

On a white horse called. Charger we would ride with
her on side saddle ,
she as my bride .
Away from these dungeons of darkness  ,
I would give her my heart .
Far away with black clouds moving to and fro  above us ,
could never tear us apart .
I would take her to where God hides his
golden lilies of love .
far away to silver mountain ,
O won’t you follow me ?
for his eyes are as dark ,
as the depths of the sea .



But this night canst only live in the dreams only in part ,
as she hands me a glass of red wine ,
Instead of the keys to her heart .