“Queen, Queen, I’ve got something to say,
Your majesty, you must fly far away,
Run even if you can’t escape being their prey!”
“I know, Little One,
Though my kingdom shines like the sun
My vision will soon be gone.”
“Oh, Majesty!
Forever is over,
And you couldn’t be any merrier!”
“But my child,
All the Celts and Franks have seen it all!
And I am like another worthless soul.”
“But highness should it be you
Who thinks, surely not
At least until our rope is cut.”
“My dear friend,
When all is light
No one will need the dark.”
“Yes my lady that is what I mean,
Who cares about those barbaric men
When there is life, amen!”
“Oh well, I want to live that life kid,
But it isn’t possible as I was told
I can’t return to the same old.”
“But queen what is the same old
When you haven’t seen anything?
And have only read the stories of our king?”