The beautiful ones are taken
And yet the earth remains unshaken
The beautiful paths are mistaken
Yet no heart is broken
Shouldn‟t the empire take on the shame?
That the fortress has no beauty of which to lay claim
Shouldn‟t the emperor share in the blame?
That no mistress hangs on his wall of fame!
What is my fate searching an empty vault
When the beautiful ones are betrothed by default Where indeed lies my fault
When there is no beauty found for me to flaunt. Where is the path that leads to the past?
Maybe there I can make a recast
What is the part I must play at last?
To redeem the beauties I let downcast
When the entourage is back with the entire slot
Will my betrothed be among the lot?
Now at last that the beauties are brought Where is my beautiful one?

After you na you bro.... Wehdone