Where ladies their beauties show among fine gentlemen on show. |
There once was a confused knight who lived in his palace for pleasure, with a lovely cleaning lady Simone she said her husband was unkind she can’t stay waiting there alone, her dress so old and out of fashion determined to go and seek service, pounding the pavements every day drumming out the rhythm of tears that follow with a dreaded sound, crying thinking about her family her photos in a cardboard box, as if whispering a tale of woe dancing sadly as a model. Where ladies display their beauty among fine gentlemen on show fell in love the lies that she told, her passion betrayed this day hiding from his kisses sweet, lonely weeping a memory rising anew living forever. "Why should I be so lonely washed away in my dreams where is this grand ball to be? I hope someday it may be me my dresses are grand and gay, hoping to be the sweet angel girl showing off my beauty and grace. Yes! With this sweet smiling glance married to this gentleman so grand, vowed promise of being the queen blue eyes smiling a twinkling sign, sun shining on my marble thrown crystal castles high into heaven victorious in a new golden gown" |