Old Tale

Old tale about the girl
And the poor farmer boy
Their time together flamed
It couldn’t last forever
They knows it well

So they took from the moment
Everything
So they took from the moment
Everything

Said father to the maid
It’s time to go
You’ll marry my chosen one
He’s rich enough and religious
He’s the lord of all known

Who is the chosen one
Asked girl with sad eyes
He’s a lord from the west
He is to you the man best
But the girl was sad as a child
The girl carried the farmer’s child
And father noticed that
You’ll die, he yelled
You’ll die as a whore
You belongs to the gallows
Then I’ll buried you and your sins
The boy heard, that girl got hung

He took the sword
And cut her father’s throat
Then he rode to the chasm
And fell down to his death
There he met his bride and son
Who is that little one
Who you embrace?
He is your sweet son…
And come with us
We are now here together forever
Always here together forever…

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