o princess,flee afar from me
i'm not worthy of thee
for a peasant farmer am i,
nothing i owe except "buried seeds that awaits harvest and sweet coins upon my belle rely
crawl away,o sweetness..
of goodness i wish of thee
of endless joy and comfort,of which i can begat...come no further close,thy soft palms cant till the land,beneath sun.
hence thine glittering skin turn sore,nor thy angelic voice call "goats" to halt,o dearie,will thy expansive gown let thee chase hens to nest,of all these,i still whisper,for of good wishes i begat of thee,crawl back home,o pretty lass,for love shall still find you there.[left][/left]
o princess,flee afar from me
i'm not worthy of thee
for a peasant farmer am i,
nothing i owe except "buried seeds that awaits harvest and sweet coins upon my belle rely
crawl away,o sweetness..
of goodness i wish of thee
of endless joy and comfort,of which i can begat...come no further close,thy soft palms cant till the land,beneath sun.
hence thine glittering skin turn sore,nor thy angelic voice call "goats" to halt,o dearie,will thy expansive gown let thee chase hens to nest,of all these,i still whisper,for of good wishes i begat of thee,crawl back home,o pretty lass,for love shall still find you there.