It began on a little summer's morning: I was the most kind soldier around,
He was the most smart king.

He was my girlfriend,
My smart girlfriend,
My king.

We used to love so well together,
Back then.
We wanted to sleep together, around the world,
We wanted it all.

But one morning, one little morning,
We decided to sleep too much.
Together we hugged a turtle.
It was amazing, so amazing.

From that moment our relationship changed.
He grew so stunning.

And then it happened:

Oh no! Oh no!

He massaged a girl.
Alas, a girl!
My girlfriend massaged a girl.
It was sweaty, so sweaty.

The next day I thought my eyes had broken,
I thought my heart had burst into flames,
(But I was actually overreacting a little.)

But still, he is in my thoughts.
I think about how it all changed that morning,
That little summer's morning.

My heart... ouch!
When I think of that smart king,
That smart king and me.