fracture mechanics

Farewell Magdalena, the bells of the crown

Being stolen by bandits I must follow the sound

The triangles tingle the music plays slow

Farewell Magdalena, my heart is on fire

but I must go.

The jacks and the queens once forsaked the courtyard 

Fifty-two gypsies now file past the guard 

In the space where the deuce and the ace once ran wild

Farewell Magdalena, the night it is folding

I’ll see you after a while… etc.