Original artwork, not a still
Oh, life is a glorious cycle of song, A medley of extemporanea; And love is a thing that can never go wrong; And I am Marie of Roumania.
Behind the line
What it means
Our interpretation.
The opening sounds like cheerful confidence in life and love, but the final claim makes that confidence impossible to take straight. The speaker places romantic certainty beside an extravagant pretence. What first resembles reassurance becomes a compact joke about how implausible such reassurance can be.
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