The Concubine

I've been told

Ties

One child away

For Rome to spare

I can wait child

And write songs

By

Long beheaded

I am grateful

For

Romaing

And so I long for your econ

Either side

Era I

Rest tonight

Oh ho ho

Now

Autumn falls down

And I can hear the sound

Autumn falls down

Autumn goes down

And I till the ground

All I can...[?]