Melancholy of Her Love

Once a girl met a prince Then her happiness grew a pinch She thought what a wonderful thing to be in But when he died She cried all night Remembering their memories that seemed lost at sight She looked at the moon and said “I wish I could meet him again “ I wish I could meet him again Oh, how she wished to see him And how she wished to cry Cause she’d now lost the apple of her eye Her dreams, now nightmares Her soul now bland From the regret that she couldn’t say goodbye She looked at the moon and said “I wish I could meet him again” I wish I could meet him again And so she withered in vain Trying to escape from the growing pain She died being said That’s how our flower bloomed then Hopefully I will meet him again Finally I can meet him again