Take a hold of me when I pass by. Hold me tight to you.
Promise me you won't let go, no matter what they do.
They'll turn me into a frightening beast,
and things to give alarm,
but underneath I'm your own love still
and I will not do you harm.
They'll turn me to a lion.
They'll turn me into a snake.
They'll turn me into a burning thing,
all to get your grip to break.
When I am a man again
put your green cloak over me.
I'll be as naked as a newborn child,
but love, I will be free.
Email:
la_belle_tenebreuse@hotmail.co.uk