Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair,
I want to climb up that glorious stair
And sail to the stars on your sunbeams of light;
Tell me you’ll let down your tresses tonight.
Rapunzel, Rapunzel, unwind your braids,
I want to capture their rich golden shades
And transfer their brilliance to heart’s dingy gloom;
Tell me you’ll lend me your triumphant bloom.
Rapunzel, Rapunzel, loosen your mane,
Rain me with sunshine, then douse me again;
Dying, your splendour will compost this earth,
Breeding renewal and spawning my birth.