I feel somewhat bothered as of late... I hate the fact that I'm pulled in so many directions. It's by my friends, my family, my mother espcially, the people at Tae Kwon Do and Belhaven. Don't misunderstand, I love my life and everything in it. I am madly in love, however, I would love for somethings to back off like, my mother's constand hovering, nagging and clucking over me like a chicken, (now's a time I'd love to have a sibbling or something so they'd bloody leave me alone.) the Tae Kwon Do center is trying to get me to work for them, which isn't a bad thing but it's ill timed... Belhaven tests are starting up (finally you have no idea how bored I've been on campus), and social callings are starting to pill up and I feel extremely obligated (0r wish to) be there for it, however school work is slightly problematic in this case and I actually want to do well this semester...
Once Upon A Troubadour
by Nightwish
A lonely bard wandering across the lands am I
Singing dancing finding answers to every why
The taverns are full and one crosses my path, too
I just might reward myself with a beer or two
This inn the place of many romantic tales
On the loft women offer their sales
But my eyes they catch a girl beat by everyone
A slave she is but for me a rose undone
Hear me sing
Watch me dance
Play that lute of thine
And share with me this dance
As she danced my eyes began to shine
There she was the maiden so divine
How could I approach her with my outlook so poor
Her beauty being much more than I could endure
So I asked if I could sing a chanson
With a language of ancient and of lore
Gathered the men around us me and the girl in rags
Soon were the melodies heard by everyone
Hear us sing
Watch us dance
Sing with us this tale
With a clap of hands
The stories long-forgotten we still know
Performing our skills wherever we go
I end my story as I receive a kiss
From my girl the dearest Beatrice
Hear us sing
Watch us dance
Sing with us the tales
Which the music will keep alive
This is about a bard and his travels... I think the lyrics are mostly self explanitory... and Beatrice might be a nod at Dante's Divine Comedy... which is a pretty good read. I guess I should say more but I don't feel like it, and I think that there is a certain virtue to being silent.
Posted by
Nicole
1 comments:
But you do have a sibling, always. You should know that by now. Not that it would take your mother's nagging off your back. I love your post, I think I'm seeing the natural writer in you sis...props.
Post a Comment