What would you do for me, stranger?

I will feed you my queen
Figs and grapes, tea and wine.
Now that your king is dead,
Dying on the vine,
I can be your friend
Until the end of time.

And how would you do that, stranger?

A scarf made of clouds
I will wrap on your silk-like neck,
Yellow, pink and pure white pearls
I will fetch from the deepest lake,
I will walk as far as your eyes can see
Bare feet if you tell me to go
But if you tell me to stay
A wedding dress I will sew from the Everest's snow.

But I don't even know you, stranger.

I can move my lips and speak
But all that you will hear are words,
My true self lies in my heart
And through my eyes you can see the worlds.
All the places and all the people I have been,
Get up from your chair my queen, come and look.
All though I am a simple man,
My feelings are true, I am not a crook.

Your heart is true and your eyes don't lie, stranger
But I am still a queen and you are just a villager.

My shirt is muddy and my hands are rough,
My hair is dirty and my hut is small.
You smell from perfume and your palace is big
But we are as equal as iron and gold.
We are both moved by the same heat,
You have touched my flame, you felt its warmth.
Your eyes don't lie either,
The same heat moves us both.

But what about my rich life style, stranger?

I will make a crown of many colorful flowers
That will replace the one you have on your head,
Lying in the tall grass on a sunny day
Instead in your empty fathers bed.
A walking stick instead of a wand,
Glitter morning dew instead of gold.
I am not a rich man, my queen,
But I can offer you all the love in the world.