I am but a peasant
Lost in my fields
Whereth the impossible lie
A life of me and her, my queen.
As I look in her eyes
Days pass by yet unknown
A future that only is wish
Of me and her, my queen.
A life hid between
reality and dream
Of me and her, my queen.
A world before me
Unwrote and unsolved
Impossible at all odds
A life of me and her, my queen.
I wish for her to see
Not a peasant but me...
And a dream of impossibility
That might become probability
A life of me and her, my queen.
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