Legend Of The Girl Child Linda

I will bring you gold apples
And grapes made of rubies
That have shone in the eyes of
A prince of the breeze
Bright cascading crystals
They danced in the sand dunes
On the beach of no
Footprints to harpsichord tunes

A throne of white ivory, a gown of white lace
Lies still in the magic of a timeless place
One hundred small children
They laugh at the white doves
That rest on their hands with
The touch of love

And the sound of their laughter is
The sound of the green sea
As it washed around the foot
Of the seashell tree
If you follow the sunbeams through
The valley of flowers
In the palace of the White Queen
With it's white jade towers
From out of the sun a giant gull came flying
And the children got ready to
Sit on it's wings
They waved to the raindrops as
They soared in the trees
The wind tossed their hair high
Flashing gold on the sea

They came to the castle and
There they did fall
When they saw all the sadness
Through the crystal wall
The clash of bright metal
Brought the children fear
But their cloaks of blue satin dried
Up all of the tears

Thus children held hands and they
Spelled the princess name
All the golden children became a golden chain
It lies on a white throne in a magic place
With a tunic of velvet and
The gown of white lace

My sword, it lies broken and cast in a lake
In the dream I was told
That my princess would wake