
The king passed and asked them
“why you cry, you two slaves?”
“For our precious son, the
sun of every dawn
we cry for our precious son
who sold us for some coins
who exchanged us for gold
which you gave him oh king
and he hasn’t come since then
our only joy and resolve”
and the king orders
“bring the boy in front of me”
“You’re the destruction’s son
and the ruin of your parents
and you’re riding a horse
and you’re dressed in all fanfare
tears you spread all over
tears you never had,” “yes”
he answers and the king
writes an edict “noble son
take this edict and go away
become a lightning bolt and
for ten days and ten nights
don’t you ever dare stop