It Took Place At The Sea
It took place at the sea, in the foam of the ocean,
Where the carriage of city rarely arrives.
In the tower of a palace the queen was playing Chopin,
And to sound of Chopin the page fell in love.
It was all very simple, it was all very dear:
The page asked him to cut pomegranate in half,
And she gave him a half, and the page she did tire,
And to sound of sonatas the queen fell in love.
And she later submitted, submitted with thunder,
Like a slavegirl she slept all the night till the day.
It took place at the sea, where the turquoise waves wander,
Where the pages sonatas and azure foam play.