Marie Antoinette

Smile now my lady;

though the ravens gather at your door   

worry not your heart, or head

you're still the queen, they all adore

Smile now my lady

Sleep sweetly on your golden feathered bed

safe from all darkness

safe from all fear,

safe from all dread

Smile now my lady

Save your strength for the dawn waits ahead

for tomorrow you and death will reconcile to wed;

 'the blade' is sharp and hungry

 for your pretty head

but tonight, count the glittering stars,

gaze the pink harvest moon

just think of all things beautiful, instead