Maria won't play.
She's sleeping today,
sound asleep
can't wake her they say.
But I am her best friend
she'll wake up for me,
I shake her shoulder
and whisper loudly.
"Maria, Maria," I cry
I plait her hair and sigh,
she'll wake up when ready
so pale, oh my.
I made her a daisy crown
threaded in her hair,
I gave her red lips
from the berries there
picked from the briar.
Maria, looks pretty
like a princess to inspire,...