If I were rich as the King of the Sea,
Just shout to me: "Come, get caught!"
All my world, over and under the sea,
I’ll splash out without a thought!
The crystal house on the hill is for her;
I can live chained like a dog ’til I’m old.
My springs of shining silver for her
My shoals of glowing gold.
If I were alone as a dog, and poor too,
And my house was an empty shell
I know that God would help me get through:
And not let my life crumble to hell.
The crystal house on the hill is for her;
I can live chained like a dog ’til I’m old.
My springs of shining silver for her
My shoals of glowing gold.
I can’t compare any woman to you -
You can kill me, or shoot me to hell.
See how with wonder I look upon you
Like the Madonna by Raphael!
The crystal house on the hill is for her;
I can live chained like a dog ’til I’m old.
My springs of shining silver for her
My shoals of glowing gold.
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