The Frank Ballad Zippy Kid

(Dedicated to Natalie)
Intro:
Lost myself in the Lethean stream,
Abstracted in the old legend.
The reminiscences are only the dream,
My ancient story for you, my friend…

Under the high steep rock,
Down the bottom of the pool.
There is the crystal castel
Hwilc made without a tool.
The aquatic lengst plants covered the marble floor,
Here lives the old ghost of the Rhine.
With the graybeard he sits on the throne,
He never sees the sunshine.
The old house near the river,
Its thatch became dark from rain.
Here lives the poor fisher with his daughter,
Hir long wunden-locc like a golden grain.
Once upon a time the young byrde cnyght
Got lost in no mood,
Her marvelous songs took hym away
From the thicket of the wood.
He stood and can't understood,
That this is not a mermayde,
Love struck its root
In their hearts, they said...