Chatherine Howards's Fate کے بول

Oh, to my dearest ruler and lord Merciful husband Nobelest of Kings... Your heart of gold has long since tarnished In my chamber What will the morning bring? Was it my heart that doth betray me Cause I loved more than one man? Is it true you wear a wounded spirit? Pray let me mend it and make our love anew... Allow me tobe your humble servant Once again, as before... Are you like the others, so quick to judge And for this the queen must fall Was it my heart that doth betray me Cause I loved more than one man? Truth within the writing of a letter Signed and sealed poor Catherine Howard's fate... Truth within the writing of a letter Signed and sealed poor Catherine Howard's fate...