A savoury handsome flower, time and time again
We still loving repetitions, so new songs sound the same
When this new beginning is born, She'll learn again to love
"Don't speak so loud or she will awake", said the old toad
She might run away...
Sometimes... we repeat or start again!
A savoury handsome flower, time and time again
We still loving repetitions, so new songs sound the same
She was scarcely half a thumb's lenght, oh
delicate and graceful
"Don't speak so loud or she will awake", said the old toad
"She might run away from us yet, for she's as light as a bit of swan's down
Don't speak so loud or she will awake!"
She slept into a walnut-shell, where blue violet leaves were mattresses
with a rose-leaf for coverlet, she was scarcely half a thumb's length
When this new beginning is born, She'll learn again to love
