Since I can remember she's always stood
On the dresser next to the mirror
In white ballet shoes deflected
Leg raised in the air
Bored among the trinkets
Catching the dust in gold frock
And only the bottom of the Persian carpet
Sometimes it made eyes at her.

A doll from Saxon porcelain
Her face was as pale as parchment
She had no dad or mum
And do not miss either, or.
Her sister was a proud vase
A brother was an antique candlestick
Doll from Saxon porcelain
Cute tiny music box

Until one day on the dresser
lovely prince suddenly appeared
He had a hat in his frozen hand
And a beautiful smile from porcelain
Her little heart beat faster
What is not that easy thing
She dreamed about dancing for him
And he's secretly applauding

A doll from Saxon porcelain
Her face was as pale as parchment
She had no dad or mum
And do not miss either, or.
Her sister was a proud vase
A brother was an antique candlestick
Doll from Saxon porcelain
Cute tiny music box

But how fragile happiness is sometimes
In the unstable world of porcelain
Vicious wind slammed the window
And crashed Prince "for good"
And again, standing next to the mirror
On the dressing table all alone
And only a small drop
Flowed down the porcelain

Doll from Saxon porcelain
her face was as pale as parchment
beloved one's gone forever
and she still missed him
Her sister was a proud vase
A brother was an antique candlestick
Doll from Saxon porcelain
Sad tiny music box.

 

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