I have no queen blood in me
just a commoner as hundreds here
My tongue's sharp,nothing to hide
path was brutal , thorns are inside.
all my silver , all sparkling gold
was forsaken by Gods above.
They presented me dear life
I've got shelter and it's enough.
I'll not see valleys that vast.
I'll not swim in oceans and seas.
but my heart's still tender and soft
it's not a pity I've lived so far.