Who shall be guarding the castle the old Queen asked
The peasents are scattered is what I replied
One intends to leave so he has spoken
With pain in the groin from stones unbroken
One is abducted by the city of mosques
Ill her son is, 'can't come yet' she says
Yet two are left, remained loyal and true
With two guardians who don't know what to do
The one who does not speak
Helps the passing of the death
The one who never frowns
Runs all day all around
The serpent slithers with her open mouth
With every sweet word she utters poison spills out
The prude one works like she has never worked for sure
One keeps wondering does she appreciate us now
A little more than before
Then there is me
The poor errand girl
A guardian but not yet a senior
Works as a slave but gains no honour
The keeper of the cave
Where the half dead stay alive
Goes by his own business
Doesn't care what goes around
Or who in the mess does drown
So I made a list of the castle guards
Can't say that is fair or equal nor it is wise
It's all I can do I tell you my dear milord
I tried so hard but I am tired and bored
To speak the truth
I don't care about nothing at all
Except for someone, someone I adore
Who will return in a few days from a long, lost road
Thin ice thaws when the sun starts rising
What is lost will return
I can see from the horizon