Queen or sweet
Queen or sweet I don't wanna choose
Between the ladies and the little girl
I pick each them a rose
Through my window
Sweet Jane is not Janis
But the nicest fairies
Queen Jane is not the same
She can't fly she cant' sing
And even if I'm still young
I wanna cross all the northen country
To catch the nicest flowers for the nicest fairies
And on the road I'm gonna meet two known men
And I feel hard pain
For my queen or sweet Jane