Classic Poem

Mother mine, mother, dear heart, untie from my neck the beads; the king will come hither on his way and I may please him .
— Daughter mine, daughter, my gold, let not your heart be fretted; I do not wish the king to like you and you shall not wear any jewels .
Mother mine, mother, dear heart, make me an ugly braid; the king will come hither on his way and he may send messengers to take me along .
— Daughter mine, daughter, my gold, he will not send any messengers; I do not wish the king to like you, and I comb you an ugly knot .
Mother mine, mother, dear heart, darken my white face; the king will come hither on his way and will bring me into his palace .
— Daughter mine, daughter, my gold, have no fear in your heart; I do not wish the king to like you, and I'll darken your face with soot .
Mother mine, mother, dear heart, I must shed bitter tears; the king will come hither on his way — how can I close my eyes?
— Daughter mine, daughter, my gold, flee like an arrow from the bow! I fear the king will like you too much if only he sees your eyes .