Prinsesse Tove
Min Pige er saa lys som Rav
og Danmarks gyldne Hvede,
og Blikket er saa blaat som Hav,
naar Himmel er dernede.
Prinsesse Tove af Danmark!
Min Piges Smil er Sol i Maj
og Sang fra Lærkestruber
og Smilehullet viser Vej
til Sindets gyldne Gruber.
Prinsesse Tove af Danmark!
Min Pige kan vel være haard
mod dem, hun ilde lider,
da har hun Ord, som hidsigt slaar
og lidt for hidsigt bider.
Prinsesse Tove af Danmark!
Det Smilehul gaar bag en Sky,
og farligt Øjet graaner;
men Smilet bryder frem paany
og Blikkets Bølger blaaner.
Prinsesse Tove af Danmark!
Thi ser jeg i de Øjne ind,
de bliver vege, varme.
Da hviler jeg i hendes Sind,
som i to bløde Arme.
Prinsesse Tove af Danmark!
Princess Tove
My sweet girl is as amber bright
and golden wheat full-waving,
her gaze a sea of blue and light
that skies descend to bathe in.
My Princess Tove of Denmark!
My sweet girl’s smile’s the sun in May
And lark song’s high-trilled measures,
her dimple gently points the way
to golden inner treasures –
My princess Tove of Denmark!
My sweet girl can be quite severe
to those she does not favour,
she then has words that keenly sear
and make my keen heart quaver.
My princess Tove of Denmark!
That dimple goes behind a cloud,
her eye turns grey as ashes;
but then a smile once more breaks out,
her gaze blue waves then flashes.
My princess Tove of Denmark!
And if I look into those eyes,
They start to yield and warm me.
Within her mind I seem to lie
As if soft arms now bore me.
My Princess Tove of Denmark!
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