In a castle...

With a candle you were walking in a castle,
Full of mysteries… an enormous castle,
Ringing and bells and a magic drawbridge,
It was raining when I was standing on a bridge.

I was standing on a bridge with a flambeau,
When it was pouring rain, but my flambeau…
Lit my way where was written your name,
The most beautiful and romantic name.

A mist around. As a White Horseman I came,
To know is you beautiful as your Clear name,
I brought a bouquet of flowers for you,
For you princess Claire… for you.


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