Princess, Orphan And The Cobbler's Daughter

On the dancing floor He sees his skinny figure Under the dim lights In front of a mirror And he scared of the fast beat Because of his broken shoes! In the semi darkness He tries to slip away from the hall But the princess never release her hand? And he thinks how a princess loves an orphan Unless in a dream? But he's happy at least a dance with a princess Though it's a dream? In the morning when he enters the cobbler's slum To mend his shoes, he sees his beautiful daughter O that face resembles the last night's princess!