Guinnevere sing and play along

Guinnevere had green tagrams eyes,

like yours, Mi dy, like yours,

when she'd walk down through the garden,

in the morning after it rained.

on the wall.

Peacocks wandered aimlessly underneath an orange tree.

da.

Why can't she see me?

Guinnevere drew pen den hair eyes,

like yours, Mi dy, like yours,

late she'd at night, when she thought den,

that no one was watching at all,

yesterday.

Da da da da da da da,

da da da da da da da ny.

She shall be free.

free.

As she turns her gaze

down the slope to the harbor where I lay,

anchored for a day.