I once rewrote My Time but Lady Macbeth was singing it-
let me just.
yeet it onto here for yalls.
Wash your hands, My dear husband Aon, dhà, trì, ceithir (one, two, three, four) Chan eil feum air eagal (no need to fear) A little water clears us of this deed-
Oyasumi Oyasumi Oyasumi
OyaSUUUU- Oyasumi, Oyasumi
The gallows cry out my name Oyasumi, Oyasumi, Just wash this accursed blood
Days go by Creidmheach, (treasonous) Moments pass, Shattered glass, Bloodstained hands, Where's that spot On my hand, I'll just I'll just I'll just Wash my hands clean
Hands (Hands!) Covered in blood Will wring my neck
Every little moment spells regret It never had to be this way As a bloodstain that still remains
Oyasumi, Oyasumi, Oyasumi,
OyaSUUUU- Oyasumi,
Oyasumi, The gallows cry out my name Oyasumi, Oyasumi, Still the blood stains my hands
(interlude)
Traitor! Murderess! Treason! The king is dead! Rot in hell!
Oyasumi, Oyasumi, Just wash your hands clean, Oyasumi, Oyasumi,
No perfume can sweeten this hand Oyasumi, Oyasumi,
The blood drips off my hands, Oyasumi, oyasumi, I cannot wash it off
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