Breathless words paramount my thoughts,
I choke them deep inside.
How could the leaves be green without you,
Or the blue sky?
Besides, what stirred in heaps and droves
Can slowly fade to die.

Don’t tempt fate then,
Hurdle the sharp edges of truth instead.
Who am I to say, but I’ll speak it nonetheless—
Whether I keep you tight tomorrow,
My heart aches for you today,
Trapped inside the king’s mind,
My princess’ sorrows.