We set to search The foreign land
with pockets full of contraband

He held my hand and with a smile
He asked kindly, stay for a while

I searched for him, he was a spy
My brothers friend, were sent to die

He called for me, he called me home
from underneath the silver dome

I shivered not within my spine
he told me please let’s have some wine

Did you not wish, for one more kiss
beneath your chin, by a gold fish?