It was heard by a thousand
From the echo off the mountain
A sound so sweet
And lovely
Just to drink from the fountain
They hurried down the mountain
With great speed
A stampede
When we’re fueled by desire
When we’ve put out the fire
We’re left in need
So thirsty
Make my ears bleed
Harpie lady sing
Went to drink from the fountain
Was joined there by the drowning
Began to see
The bodies
Ventured to the forest
Was lead there by a chorus
Careless and free
Little fairies
Gathered around her royal throne
Built of sticks and stones
There sat the queen
Beautiful indeed
Make my ears bleed
Harpie lady sing
Didn’t think I was a beggar
Too deaf to hear the whispers
Of mutiny
And envy
Enemies, to the sea she throws
Blue skies, cool breeze, and meadows
Such memories, they’re fleeting
