In a place far from here,
Circled by mountains,
Her skirts are raised;
She gently sways
[?] deceive
Lady Genevieve
Blue of blouse,
Crystal sphere
Slowly revolving---
Her life is seen;
The blues are green
Kings cannot believe
Lady Geneveie
Butterfly to appear
Frozen in final motion
The bargain抯 made;
Her colors fade
Collectors have achieved
Lady Genevieve
Night has come,
So spread your wings
While they all are sleeping
Try the wind;
Your wings shall mend
Happily conceive,
Lady Genevieve
Lady Genevieve,
Torn from the willow,
Rest your head,
Ooh, rest your head
No one shall receive Lady Genevieve