Up the river and down the stream
Across the green meadows
In pastures beholding calm
Among the many willows
Between the numerous rams
In lands long left fallow
Lies the beautiful Maiden.
Many times has she been here
Enjoying the environment so serene
It might be pristine
Listening to the birds singing alone
Though to her that is fine
With her thoughts alone
She has visited the wonderland.
She has already visited
The charming Prince
In the castle long enchanted
Wondering at the beauty and elegance
Of the castle charmingly decorated
Leaving young and old in entrance
Of the rare beauty of the castle.