A doll of Saxon porcelain

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UploadedJune 25, 2018
TakenFebruary 18, 2016
MakeNikon Corporation
ModelNIKON D750
Exposure1/500 sec at f/5
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Focal Length24 mm
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Alicia dancing to "A doll of Saxon porcelain" polish song. Only today she realised how sad this song actually is.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?time_continue=196&v=S8cgNhzeFtI

Since she can remember she's always stood
On the dresser next to the mirror
In white ballet shoes, leaned out
With one leg raised in the air

She got bored among the trinkets
Catching dust in her gold dress
And from the floor, the Persian carpet
Sometimes winked at her with his Persian eye

A doll of Saxon porcelain
She had a face as pale as parchment
She had no dad or mum
And she didn't miss them, at all

Until one day on the dresser
A lovely prince suddenly appeared
He's got a hat in his frozen hand
And a beautiful smile of porcelain

Her little heart started to beat
Which is not an easy thing
She dreamed about dancing for him
As he's secretly applauding

A doll from Saxon porcelain
She had a face as pale as parchment
She had no dad or mum
And she didn't miss them, at all

Her sister was a proud vase
The brother was an antique candlestick
A doll from Saxon porcelain
A cute tiny music box

But how fragile is happiness sometimes
In the labile world of porcelain
The vicious wind slammed the window
And crashed the prince "for good"

Yet again, she's standing next to the mirror
On the dressing table all alone
And only one small teardrop
Flowed down the porcelain

A doll from Saxon porcelain
She had a face as pale as parchment
A beloved one's gone forever
And she still missed him

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