This Love is but a wanton fit, Deluding every youngling's wit. Fa la la la la la. The winged boy doth never light, but where he finds an idle wight. Fa la la la la la.
This Love is but a wanton fit, Deluding every youngling's wit. Fa la la la la la. The winged boy doth never light, but where he finds an idle wight. Fa la la la la la.