I saw my loves face on that lasting day.
Ending shortly his lifeless body lay.
Their eyes I knew too sure this day would come.
A sword in hand, foolishness did become.
My love fooled me with the tears in thine eyes.
Thou from thy heart, Tybalts love had no lies.
I was his fair lady Christina, then.
Our secret affair, done by swordsmen.
But remember this, every other kiss.
That youll ever give, long as I will live.
