COLD SUNBEAMS
The Question:“Tell me, where do fairy queensFind their bridal veils?”The Answer:“If you were now a fairy queenThen I, your faithless page and boldWould win the realm by winning you.Your veil would be transparent goldWhite magic spiders wove for youAt cold grey dawn, from sunbeams coldWhile robins sang amid the dew.”
The Question:“Tell me, where do fairy queensFind their bridal veils?”The Answer:“If you were now a fairy queenThen I, your faithless page and boldWould win the realm by winning you.Your veil would be transparent goldWhite magic spiders wove for youAt cold grey dawn, from sunbeams coldWhile robins sang amid the dew.”
The Question:“Tell me, where do fairy queensFind their bridal veils?”
The Question:
“Tell me, where do fairy queens
Find their bridal veils?”
The Answer:“If you were now a fairy queenThen I, your faithless page and boldWould win the realm by winning you.Your veil would be transparent goldWhite magic spiders wove for youAt cold grey dawn, from sunbeams coldWhile robins sang amid the dew.”
The Answer:
“If you were now a fairy queen
Then I, your faithless page and bold
Would win the realm by winning you.
Your veil would be transparent gold
White magic spiders wove for you
At cold grey dawn, from sunbeams cold
While robins sang amid the dew.”