i forgot to mention that that princess above is from the miao culture, an ethnic minority within the chinese borders. her crown of pure silver weighs
only a few deka grams and wants to be handled with a soft touch.
a little person dies
apparently
it wanted to be all alone
the first snow covering the grave
gently gently woke the child
in a cold winters night
the little heart awakens
going through the child
the frost wound up the music box
a melody on the wind
from the earth sings the child
galloping rider
no angel appears
my heart stopped beating
rain only weeps at the grave
galloping rider
my heart stopped beating
from the earth sings the child
the cold moon, magnificent
can hear the screaming at night
and no angel appears
rain only weeps at the grave
between boards of hard oak
it will play with the spieluhr
a melody on the wind
and from the earth sings the child
galloping rider
my heart stopped beating
on the day of the ghosts they heard this melody
from the earth’s graveyard
they unearthed it
saved the little heart within the child