The Hostler's Daughter

Lassie, pretty, invincible pleasure The pride of a skilled crafter! There lived on the landscapes a farrier, By the ruins of Ottoman Empire. His daughter, heaven's courtier! A professional innkeeper; Sometimes serving the Royal Jester; Sometimes guardian of her. That pleasant horizon for a dreamer, That they sacrifice in the frontier Of love, appeal and offence everywhere! Where lassie's fragrance pioneer, Torturing forlorns by means unfair! Those clouds might dare To split into colors of her; But had never! All that crawls on land and those travels in air, And invisible hands are her tributer! The fireflies suffer Whilst she trespass the heart of winter, Alone into those woods frozen by the touch of her; Soft, legs of benevolent fur! Lassie,the alluring chapter Of course the forlorn's desire!.....