In a land full of peace
Ponds were full of geese
Hills were full of trees
Mornings had a tiny breeze
In air, the smell of fresh cheese
Mixed with different types of teas
Everyone it could always please
That land was behind a mountain
The mountain of the great fountain
A village was on that land
It was small, built by hand
All beauty, even the sand
But from outside, it heard no sound
Leaving the village had been banned.
They had no contact with any stranger
Everything strange, was considered danger
A beautiful girl, she lived there
She always sat on a chair
Only her business she would care
Always a mess, that was her hair
She believed she had a pure heart
Combined with a mind that's very smart
Everyone's trust she had gained
Nothing about her was feigned
She knew everyone, but had no friends
She was seen, herself she never fends
People around her she defended
Sometimes even herself she offended
Having a pure heart, that was right
But still, she never had a peaceful night.
That beautiful girl's name was "Lan". Before she was born, a witch cursed her mother. The curse was not any sweet one, no kind of sugar layed on its wings. It sounded more like a heavens spring, just without the growth of anything. That when she gives birth and her daughter is born, the newborn girl will never find love. She will be loved by many, but she won't be loving any, that curse can only be broken if she drinks from the fountain. The famous fountain that's hidden somewhere in the mountain, it's called " The Fountain Of Love", but no one has ever found it yet, many think it's just a myth, but many others believe in it's existence.............
"Lan" was that beauty's name
In the village, she had her fame
On her was every man's aim
She was what they wanted to claim
They didn't know she wasn't the same
They didn't know about the damn
Her mother was once cursed
A curse that was the worst
She will be loved by many
But she just can't love back any.
The fountain of love was her cure
Drinking from that water, that is pure
One day, came a very strong storm
Her mother was dying, so she had to inform
She became sad, and she cried
Wandering why all that time they lied
She lost her father, now his wife
She found a new way to look at life.
