A PRINCESS CALLED NEEMA Music by Melchiades Lyrics by Melchiades (translated by Maria) There was once the story of a princess called Neema... Born to bourgeois parents in the time of the empire's decline... In a tower in the heart of the city, where she dreamed of her life... She watched the world unfold before her unique eyes... She looked like a precious and strange exotic jewel... That lived in a world full of things she could never believe and I see her... She was free to go out, for her nobility meant nothing anymore... Nobody gave a single damn about the impoverished kingdom... And in her head, as she’d already lived her life twice... Absurd ideas came. That princess was called Neema... And she looked like a precious and strange exotic jewel… That lived in a world full of things she could never believe and I see her Again... (September 2007)