The Maid's Song

Author: Thalion Krisman

In the royal palace of Caemlyn's heart
I did, find such a lovely girl,
roundest hips and oh so smart
Me gave her a trinket, tossed her up in a whirl
My, my, what a devious girl

The moon in her eyes
The sun in her kiss
My, my, what a delightful bliss

A domani, oh Light, be no match for her
Indeed, she be a devious girl...
Her words like honey, her touch like fire
Her round, graceful hips,
is all men desire...

The moon in her eyes...
The sun in her kiss...
My, my, what a delightful bliss...

Now, raise your glasses, both friend and foe,
This be the song of the maiden that soared
She be what all men adore...
My, my, what a devious girl...
She be the one that made my head whirl...

The moon in her eyes...
The sun in her kiss...
My, my, her bed was indeed a welcome bliss...