Spin the Straw
A translation of my own song, טווי את התבן. TTTO "טווי את הצמר", itself a translation to Hebrew of a French song called "File la Laine".
In your room atop the tower, you have sat and spun for years.
Beggars know the tale that happened, it's the gossip of the peers.
You still sit beside the window, and you spin well as you can,
Waiting for the King to visit, waiting for your hopes to end.
Spin the straw finely, dross into gold.
Spin, the King ordered, and you have been told
That gold's very precious, and gold's what you earn.
Spin, for tomorrow, the King will return.
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