
Your princess
White fountain mind and humorous expression
A tuft of hair which crowning diamond head
And under arm the books of Uni session
She is going to get married, simply wed.
All watch her and a little slobber over
All watch her and are whispering to ears
“You know she is a lover for Range Rover”
And others add “Her future – Britney Spears”.
She is coming out and million photo blazes
Are blinding eyes with brightest flashes of light
She is visitor to all the famous places
And you’ll be jealous of her nature hight.
How old is she? Is slightly more than twenty
And credent smile upon the curve of lips
She is not a bussiness lady, just a mentee
But was prescribed a story with a hips.
A dark famed club and stranger in the darkness
How old are you? And taxi to hotel
She didn’t know that life can be a hardness
And many lips who started to retell.
Where our princess? Is the fruit forbidden?
Where she got lost? Where is our charming teen?
And on the grave stone it is gently written
She was our princess and became a queen.

