So many years I've travelled 'lone
From town to sheltered ville.
Wandering, wondering where is he?
Where is it my love dwells?
Tell stranger, please, good sir!
Have you seen my love?
A king he was, so long ago,
But now I careth not.
Should he return a peasant boy
Or slave in Morbin's nest,
I would not care, for he'd be mine
And I'd still love him best.
Oh Jupiter, my love, return
To me, to home and stay!
Yes, stay my love forever more
From morn to end of day.
I know they tell me you've been killed,
Betrayed by dearest friend.
But I'll still search and e'er remain
Your lost, beloved Glenn.
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Beautiful!