From the enchanting story tales,
tonight I have you on my mind.
Giving me the sweetest times,
wanting my fate to turn around.

And from my distant lonely past,
the memory of you was born!
A bitter love that couldn’t last,
like a rose that has a thorn.

But I’ll always be your girl,
and I’ll wait for you ‘n my dreams,
to caress my hurting soul,
with lying whispers themes.

You want a love of fantasy,
in a surreal make-believe.
I let myself cheated too easy,
but it’s virtual, what we live.

Endless poems I composed, since
I made you my sweet lover!
Cause you are my shining Prince!
Begging for love, I am the Pauper!