Gold of sunshine in her hair,
lips that shame the red red rose.
In ageless sleep, she finds repose.
Sleep, sleep, beauty bright,
Dreaming in the joys of night.
One look at her smile and could see the light shining everywhere.
There may be something there that wasn't there before.
There is one way to ask her
It don't take a word
Not a single word
Go on and kiss the Pwinchesh.
Some day her Prince will come
Dey'll meet-
And away to his castle Dey'll g0
To be happy forever She know.
The sun has set! Make ready to welcome your princhesh!
“She slept, and dreamed that life was Beauty .. She woke, and found that life was 0ne 0f d Duty t0o”
