Two friends they always were and knew they’d ever be,
built an empire side by side.
Their trust complete,
they were as one identity,
beyond the bounds of greed or pride….
Then a young woman, just a slave, caught Ibrahim’s eye,
And he asked her for her name;
She came forward, she sat down, began to cry,
raised her eyes to him,
raised her voice to sing, singin’
I was born to please you,
I was born to rule!
to be free,
turn the empire’s destiny…
Someday, she’ll be on the throne,
for Roxelana….
She was presented to the Sultan as a gift,
A slave he’d never seen before,
Against all odds they fell in love, and then they lived,
joined as man and wife
she changed their way of life, singin’
I was born to please you,
I was born for love,
to be free,
turn the empire’s destiny…
Someday, she’ll be on the throne,
for Roxelana….
Deep in the night,
Sad and lonely, Ibrahim died,
Fighting for his life,
Sinking, thinking:
I was born to please you,
I was born to love….
