Bloodthorn Publishing🩸 Proudly Presents Fairy Tales From The Tale of Tales In Ballad Form.

Bloodthorn Publishing🩸 proudly presents our compilation of Fairy Tales from The Tale of Tales in our own Unique ballad form.

Experience the magic of Giambattista Basile’s classic 17th-century collection, The Tale of Tales (Pentamerone), reimagined by us into 50 captivating ballads. The Tale of Tales stories were originally published between 1634 and 1636, we have transformed these timeless tales into unique lyrical narratives, blending the charm of traditional storytelling with the allure of music, lyrics, and melodies.

We hope you enjoy our enchanting journey through Basile's rich tapestry of fairy tales, now brought to life in song, lyrics, and music.

The Ballads of Basile

The Tale of Tales from Giambattista Basile

The Merchant

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, where a clever merchant’s fate is sealed by cunning deals and love gone wrong~)

Verse 1:
From Giambattista Basile, a merchant bold,
A man of trade, his fortunes untold.
But love’s sweet trap, he fell into deep,
With promises that he could not keep.
He bargained his soul for riches and gold,
But his heart was sold, the story unfolds.

Chorus:
The Merchant, lost in his endless schemes,
Chasing riches, chasing dreams.
But in the end, his heart was torn,
By a deal too dark, his soul reborn.

Verse 2:
A love betrayed, a promise broken,
The merchant’s heart left open, token.
He learned too late that wealth’s true cost,
Was a love forever lost.

Chorus:
The Merchant, lost in his endless schemes,
Chasing riches, chasing dreams.
But in the end, his heart was torn,
By a deal too dark, his soul reborn.

Outro:
(And as the tale of The Merchant concludes,
Giambattista Basile’s story forever exudes~)

The Myrtle
(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, where a mystical myrtle tree holds the key to life, love, and transformation~)

Verse 1:
From Giambattista Basile, a tree so fair,
A Myrtle so pure, it filled the air.
But hidden beneath its fragrant bloom,
Lies a tale of magic, darkened doom.
A girl transformed, a fate entwined,
In the leaves, the truth confined.

Chorus:
The Myrtle, with its secret bloom,
A love that’s born from fate’s own loom.
In its branches, a heart reborn,
But the price of love—forever worn.

Verse 2:
From the tree, the girl would rise,
To a world of love, to no surprise.
But the magic fades, as all things do,
And the cost of love cuts through.

Chorus:
The Myrtle, with its secret bloom,
A love that’s born from fate’s own loom.
In its branches, a heart reborn,
But the price of love—forever worn.

Outro:
(And as the tale of The Myrtle fades,
Giambattista Basile’s magic cascades~)

Peruonto
(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, where a poor boy’s cleverness and a woman’s heart lead them to an unexpected fate~)

Verse 1:
From Giambattista Basile, a boy so wise,
A poor man’s heart, but a sharp disguise.
He tricked and spun his fate so sweet,
In love and games, no one could defeat.
A woman’s heart, he sought to claim,
But not through wealth or fortune’s name.

Chorus:
Peruonto, with a heart so pure,
His clever mind, his love’s allure.
Through trials and tricks, he’d find his way,
To love’s bright dawn, at the break of day.

Verse 2:
No riches to offer, no gold to take,
Just wit and charm, the love he’d make.
In the end, Peruonto’s heart did win,
Through love, his fate did spin.

Chorus:
Peruonto, with a heart so pure,
His clever mind, his love’s allure.
Through trials and tricks, he’d find his way,
To love’s bright dawn, at the break of day.

Outro:
(And as the tale of Peruonto sings,
Giambattista Basile’s story rings~)

Vardiello
(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, where love and deceit are tangled in a man’s search for the perfect bride~)

Verse 1:
From Giambattista Basile, a man so bold,
Vardiello’s heart was one to behold.
He searched for love, but found only lies,
As deceit wrapped in beauty, caught his eyes.
A perfect bride, he longed to see,
But true love would come, reluctantly.

Chorus:
Vardiello, with a heart deceived,
In love’s false promises, he believed.
But in the end, the truth was clear,
True love would come, but not near.

Verse 2:
His heart was tested, his soul betrayed,
But love would find him, unafraid.
In the end, Vardiello would see,
That love is more than what’s meant to be.

Chorus:
Vardiello, with a heart deceived,
In love’s false promises, he believed.
But in the end, the truth was clear,
True love would come, but not near.

Outro:
(And as the tale of Vardiello ends,
Giambattista Basile’s story ascends~)

The Flea
(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, where a simple flea holds the power to change fate and bring love~)

Verse 1:
From Giambattista Basile, a flea so small,
But with power to change the lives of all.
A flea that crawled and made a deal,
A love that’s born, a fate to seal.
Through tricks and magic, hearts would sway,
In the tiny flea’s game, they’d play.

Chorus:
The Flea, with its magic bite,
Changed the course of love that night.
A simple insect, with power so great,
To alter hearts, and seal their fate.

Verse 2:
The flea did more than it seemed to do,
It spun a web that love flew through.
A tiny creature, a mighty change,
Love would never be the same again, so strange.

Chorus:
The Flea, with its magic bite,
Changed the course of love that night.
A simple insect, with power so great,
To alter hearts, and seal their fate.

Outro:
(And as the tale of The Flea takes flight,
Giambattista Basile’s magic ignites~)

Cenerentola (Cinderella)

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where Cenerentola, a humble girl, finds her fate in a magical ball~)

Verse 1:
From Basile’s tale, in a world of dreams,
Cenerentola, humble as she seems.
With a cruel stepmother, who never did care,
She toiled in shadows, with nary a prayer.
But magic was waiting, just out of sight,
To change her life on that fateful night.

Chorus:
Cenerentola, in rags she may roam,
But magic will lead her to a palace of home.
With a shoe to her name, and a heart pure and true,
Love will find her, no matter what she’s been through.

Verse 2:
The ball was her chance, to rise above,
To meet the prince, and fall into love.
With a slipper so small, it fit just right,
The magic had brought her a future so bright.
Her stepmother’s cruelty would fade into dust,
Cenerentola’s tale was now full of trust.

Outro:
(And as Cenerentola’s story ends,
The magic of Basile’s tale forever extends~)

The Shepherd King

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where the Shepherd King rises from humble beginnings~)

Verse 1:
From Basile’s world, a king was born,
Not from a palace, but from the fields of corn.
A shepherd with dreams, so brave and bold,
His fate was a story of riches untold.
With a crown not of gold, but of strength in his heart,
He rose to power and played his part.

Chorus:
The Shepherd King, humble and true,
Ruling with wisdom, seeing it through.
From a pasture to a throne, he claimed his crown,
No riches or title could ever bring him down.

Verse 2:
He faced the trials, with courage and might,
Winning the battles, shining so bright.
His people adored him, for his heart so pure,
The Shepherd King’s reign would always endure.

Chorus:
The Shepherd King, humble and true,
Ruling with wisdom, seeing it through.
From a pasture to a throne, he claimed his crown,
No riches or title could ever bring him down.

Outro:
(And as the tale of the Shepherd King unfolds,
Basile’s legend is eternally told~)

The Enchanted Doe

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where a magical doe changes the lives of those who encounter her~)

Verse 1:
In Basile’s world, magic’s alive,
Where an enchanted doe can help you survive.
With fur so white, and eyes so bright,
She brought change, in the softest light.
Her magic was strong, her touch so sweet,
A creature divine, who couldn’t be beat.

Chorus:
The Enchanted Doe, with powers untold,
Brings magic and wonder, both gentle and bold.
Through trials and twists, she shows the way,
A creature of beauty, at the break of day.

Verse 2:
Those who crossed her path would find their way,
To love, to fortune, in the light of day.
But beware, for magic can be deceiving,
What seems so simple may leave you grieving.

Chorus:
The Enchanted Doe, with powers untold,
Brings magic and wonder, both gentle and bold.
Through trials and twists, she shows the way,
A creature of beauty, at the break of day.

Outro:
(And as the tale of the Enchanted Doe spins,
The legend of Basile forever wins~)

The Three Fairies

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where three fairies weave the threads of fate~)

Verse 1:
From Basile’s world, three fairies arise,
With power and grace, beyond the skies.
Each one a gift, with magic to lend,
Their powers, a blessing, with no end.
They came to a child, with destiny ahead,
Weaving her future with threads of red.

Chorus:
The Three Fairies, with magic so grand,
Guiding the girl with a gentle hand.
From their gifts, her fate would unfold,
A tale of wonders, to be told.

Verse 2:
With wisdom and kindness, they shaped her path,
No evil could follow, no wrath could last.
The Three Fairies, with magic so bright,
Brought her to glory, in the softest light.

Chorus:
The Three Fairies, with magic so grand,
Guiding the girl with a gentle hand.
From their gifts, her fate would unfold,
A tale of wonders, to be told.

Outro:
(And as the tale of the Three Fairies ends,
Basile’s magic forever blends~)

The Two Cakes

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where two cakes change the lives of two women~)

Verse 1:
In Basile’s world, two cakes were the key,
To a twist of fate that all could see.
One was sweet, and one was plain,
But the magic inside would cause much pain.
Two women took a bite of delight,
Not knowing their lives would soon take flight.

Chorus:
The Two Cakes, with choices to make,
One leads to love, the other to heartbreak.
What seems so simple, may not be so,
For the magic inside could change the show.

Verse 2:
One woman found joy, the other despair,
The cakes shaped their fate with a simple stare.
What they’d chosen, would guide their way,
For magic’s a game, in Basile’s play.

Chorus:
The Two Cakes, with choices to make,
One leads to love, the other to heartbreak.
What seems so simple, may not be so,
For the magic inside could change the show.

Outro:
(And as the tale of the Two Cakes ends,
Basile’s magic forever bends~)

The Moorish Slave

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where a Moorish slave seeks freedom, but fate has its own plan~)

Verse 1:
From Basile’s pen, a tale so deep,
A Moorish slave, his secrets to keep.
Bound by chains, with dreams of flight,
His heart yearned for freedom, out of sight.
But fate is cruel, and fate is bold,
A story of suffering that must unfold.

Chorus:
The Moorish Slave, in shadows he lies,
Searching for freedom beneath dark skies.
But fate will test him, as fate always does,
No one can escape, no matter the cause.

Verse 2:
He loved a princess, so pure and fair,
But chains held him tight, beyond repair.
His quest for freedom, his battle to win,
But the love he sought came from within.
His journey would break him, but in the end,
Only love’s power could help him ascend.

Chorus:
The Moorish Slave, in shadows he lies,
Searching for freedom beneath dark skies.
But fate will test him, as fate always does,
No one can escape, no matter the cause.

Outro:
(And as the Moorish Slave’s tale unfolds,
Basile’s wisdom forever holds~)

The Twelve Doves

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where twelve doves bring love and sorrow~)

Verse 1:
Twelve doves took flight, across the sky,
A story of love that would never die.
They were cursed, twelve sisters in pain,
Flying through shadows, through sun and rain.
But magic was strong, and love was too,
A tale of redemption, both old and new.

Chorus:
The Twelve Doves, soaring so high,
Their wings like whispers, through the sky.
A curse they carried, a love they sought,
In Basile’s tale, redemption was bought.

Verse 2:
Each dove in flight, with a tear to shed,
A sister’s love, a fate to be led.
Through trials and heartbreak, through joy and strife,
They battled for peace, for a new life.

Chorus:
The Twelve Doves, soaring so high,
Their wings like whispers, through the sky.
A curse they carried, a love they sought,
In Basile’s tale, redemption was bought.

Outro:
(And as the Twelve Doves' wings beat so free,
Basile’s magic will forever be~)

The Dragon

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where a fearsome dragon meets a heroic fate~)

Verse 1:
A dragon arose, with fire in his breath,
A creature of terror, a symbol of death.
But there was a hero, with courage to spare,
Who faced the beast, without a care.
The dragon roared, with fury untamed,
But the hero stood strong, never to be shamed.

Chorus:
The Dragon, with fire and might,
Met its end in a battle of night.
A hero’s courage, a heart full of pride,
Fate would guide them, no matter the tide.

Verse 2:
The battle was fierce, the flames did fly,
But the hero's strength would never die.
With sword in hand, and a heart so bold,
The dragon was vanquished, its story told.

Chorus:
The Dragon, with fire and might,
Met its end in a battle of night.
A hero’s courage, a heart full of pride,
Fate would guide them, no matter the tide.

Outro:
(And as the tale of the Dragon fades,
Basile’s legend forever invades~)

The Goose

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where a simple goose changes the fate of a kingdom~)

Verse 1:
A goose so simple, with feathers so bright,
In Basile’s tale, she brought pure delight.
She lived among kings, with magic untold,
Her feathers like gold, her heart pure and bold.
But a curse was placed, to make her cry,
Her tears would change the fates nearby.

Chorus:
The Goose, with feathers so fine,
Her magic untold, by design.
With a tear and a cry, a kingdom would fall,
But through her love, she'd conquer it all.

Verse 2:
The magic was strong, the curse was cruel,
But love was the answer, her greatest tool.
Her tears could heal, and her heart could mend,
The kingdom's fate was in her hands to lend.

Chorus:
The Goose, with feathers so fine,
Her magic untold, by design.
With a tear and a cry, a kingdom would fall,
But through her love, she'd conquer it all.

Outro:
(And as the tale of the Goose draws near,
Basile’s tale is ever clear~)

The Month of March

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where the Month of March brings chaos and change~)

Verse 1:
The Month of March, so wild and free,
A time of change, for all to see.
With winds that howl, and rains that pour,
A time of chaos, of so much more.
But in this month, a lesson was learned,
For through the storms, wisdom was earned.

Chorus:
The Month of March, so wild and untamed,
A time of change, no one can name.
Through rain and wind, through trials and pain,
March brings renewal, like a fresh spring rain.

Verse 2:
Through every storm, a new dawn would break,
And every heart, a change would make.
For the Month of March, though harsh and bold,
It brought the future, with stories untold.

Chorus:
The Month of March, so wild and untamed,
A time of change, no one can name.
Through rain and wind, through trials and pain,
March brings renewal, like a fresh spring rain.

Outro:
(And as the Month of March passes through,
Basile’s tale forever rings true~)

The Seven Doves

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where seven doves carry the weight of love and sorrow~)

Verse 1:
Seven doves flew into the sky,
Carrying secrets, with a mournful sigh.
Each one a messenger, a tale untold,
Of love and loss, both pure and bold.
A curse upon them, in feathers they weep,
Seven hearts bound, but a promise to keep.

Chorus:
The Seven Doves, wings of grace,
Flying through time, a sacred space.
Bound by love, cursed by fate,
Their wings beat loud, but it's not too late.

Verse 2:
Their journey was long, their path unclear,
But love led them onward, year after year.
Through storms and shadows, through fire and rain,
The Seven Doves broke every chain.

Chorus:
The Seven Doves, wings of grace,
Flying through time, a sacred space.
Bound by love, cursed by fate,
Their wings beat loud, but it's not too late.

Outro:
(And as the Seven Doves soar above,
Basile’s tale speaks of eternal love~)

The Snake

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where a snake’s curse shapes a kingdom’s destiny~)

Verse 1:
A snake arose, with scales of gold,
A curse so cruel, a tale so bold.
A king’s daughter, fair and pure,
Caught in the serpent’s deadly allure.
A twist of fate, a love so rare,
Could break the curse, if they dared.

Chorus:
The Snake, with its venomous bite,
A curse so dark, a never-ending fight.
But love is stronger, love is the key,
To break the chains and set love free.

Verse 2:
Through trials they passed, through darkness they fell,
The snake’s poison was a bitter spell.
But through the love, and through the fight,
They found the way to bring back the light.

Chorus:
The Snake, with its venomous bite,
A curse so dark, a never-ending fight.
But love is stronger, love is the key,
To break the chains and set love free.

Outro:
(And as the snake’s tale comes to a close,
Basile’s wisdom forever grows~)

The Shepherd and the King’s Daughter

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where a shepherd’s heart meets a king’s daughter’s fate~)

Verse 1:
A humble shepherd, so kind and true,
Crossed paths with a princess, her heart askew.
A love so forbidden, a bond so tight,
They danced through shadows, into the night.
The king was blind, but the heart saw clear,
A tale of love, of joy and fear.

Chorus:
The Shepherd and the King’s Daughter, they say,
Crossed the lines where love must stay.
A heart so strong, a love so sweet,
They found their way, where worlds would meet.

Verse 2:
Through trials they wandered, through pain and strife,
But love’s light guided them through their life.
A shepherd’s heart, a princess’s grace,
Together they found their destined place.

Chorus:
The Shepherd and the King’s Daughter, they say,
Crossed the lines where love must stay.
A heart so strong, a love so sweet,
They found their way, where worlds would meet.

Outro:
(And as the shepherd’s tale winds down,
Basile’s wisdom wears no crown~)

The Golden Root

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where the Golden Root brings riches and danger~)

Verse 1:
The Golden Root, so pure and bright,
Brought wealth and fame, but at a cost so tight.
A treasure so rich, with powers untold,
It could grant a kingdom, or steal a soul.
Through every twist, through every turn,
The Golden Root, a prize to yearn.

Chorus:
The Golden Root, in shadows it hides,
Riches and glory, where fate decides.
But beware the price, for greed can lead,
To a heart turned cold, to a soul in need.

Verse 2:
Many sought it, but few would find,
The Golden Root, with a curse entwined.
For with every gift, there’s a heavy toll,
The deeper you dig, the more you lose control.

Chorus:
The Golden Root, in shadows it hides,
Riches and glory, where fate decides.
But beware the price, for greed can lead,
To a heart turned cold, to a soul in need.

Outro:
(And as the Golden Root fades away,
Basile’s tale will forever stay~)

The Two Brothers

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where two brothers seek their fate in a world that divides~)

Verse 1:
Two brothers set out, each with a dream,
One sought glory, the other to redeem.
Through valleys deep and mountains high,
Their destinies were written in the sky.
A bond so strong, but hearts so torn,
By envy, greed, and love reborn.

Chorus:
The Two Brothers, side by side,
But each one’s heart, they couldn’t hide.
One sought light, the other the dark,
In their journey, they left a mark.

Verse 2:
Through trials of courage, through moments of doubt,
They fought together, but sometimes would shout.
One would lead, the other would fall,
But in the end, they heard love’s call.

Chorus:
The Two Brothers, side by side,
But each one’s heart, they couldn’t hide.
One sought light, the other the dark,
In their journey, they left a mark.

Outro:
(And as the brothers’ paths entwine,
Basile’s tale will always shine~)

The Girdle

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where a magical girdle brings power, pain, and fate’s hand~)

Verse 1:
A girdle, so bright, with power untold,
A gift of magic, a treasure of gold.
It promised beauty, strength, and might,
But in its grasp, there was a fright.
A woman wore it, to her great cost,
The girdle’s power, at what a loss.

Chorus:
The Girdle, a gift, but with a curse,
A beauty to cherish, but so much worse.
With power comes pain, and love’s cruel game,
In the end, it’s the same, the same.

Verse 2:
A kingdom trembled, under its weight,
The girdle’s magic sealed their fate.
For beauty fades, and strength will fall,
Leaving only silence in the hall.

Chorus:
The Girdle, a gift, but with a curse,
A beauty to cherish, but so much worse.
With power comes pain, and love’s cruel game,
In the end, it’s the same, the same.

Outro:
(And as the girdle’s magic fades away,
Basile’s tale of power will always stay~)

The Old Woman Who Was Skinned

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where an old woman’s fate is torn apart by secrets and deceit~)

Verse 1:
An old woman, so wise, so full of grace,
But her secrets were buried, in a darkened place.
A skin so aged, with stories to tell,
But a curse would bind her in a living hell.
Her fate was sealed by a wicked spell,
An ancient curse, a twisted shell.

Chorus:
The Old Woman Who Was Skinned, oh, hear,
Her story of pain, her tale of fear.
For beauty’s gone, and age will fade,
But secrets untold, forever invade.

Verse 2:
She shed her skin, as though to hide,
The heart beneath that couldn’t abide.
Her truth, so bitter, and dark as night,
Her soul twisted by an endless fight.

Chorus:
The Old Woman Who Was Skinned, oh, hear,
Her story of pain, her tale of fear.
For beauty’s gone, and age will fade,
But secrets untold, forever invade.

Outro:
(And as the old woman’s tale unfolds,
Basile’s wisdom forever holds~)

The Three Enchanted Princes

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where three princes are bound by magic and love~)

Verse 1:
Three princes, enchanted, under a spell,
Bound to silence, in a darkened well.
Their fates intertwined by magic’s thread,
With hearts of gold and souls to shed.
Each one cursed, each one denied,
But love’s light called, where fate defied.

Chorus:
The Three Enchanted Princes, they say,
Bound by magic, led astray.
But love will guide them through the night,
And break the curse, with all its might.

Verse 2:
Through trials they ventured, through pain and fear,
But love’s power drew them near.
A kiss, a touch, a bond so true,
Could heal the broken, and see them through.

Chorus:
The Three Enchanted Princes, they say,
Bound by magic, led astray.
But love will guide them through the night,
And break the curse, with all its might.

Outro:
(And as the princes’ tale is told,
Basile’s magic will unfold~)

The Seven Little Porkers

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where seven little porkers find their way through mischief and fate~)

Verse 1:
Seven little pigs, so clever and sly,
Each one more cunning than the sky.
They danced through life with a smile and cheer,
But fate had a twist that drew them near.
In mischief they roamed, with laughter so light,
But the world turned dark, as day turned to night.

Chorus:
The Seven Little Porkers, so wild,
Mischief and chaos, they’ve beguiled.
But watch out, for fate has a plan,
To turn their luck, and change the span.

Verse 2:
Through twists and turns, through games they played,
They learned the cost of the games they made.
For laughter and joy, though sweet as gold,
Can turn to sorrow when stories unfold.

Chorus:
The Seven Little Porkers, so wild,
Mischief and chaos, they’ve beguiled.
But watch out, for fate has a plan,
To turn their luck, and change the span.

Outro:
(And as the porkers’ tale comes to end,
Basile’s words will always transcend~)

The Crow

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where a crow’s dark tale weaves through sorrow and desire~)

Verse 1:
A crow in the night, so dark and bold,
Carried a secret, a story untold.
Its wings spread wide, over land and sea,
A symbol of sorrow, of lost ecstasy.
It perched on high, and sang its song,
A mournful cry, so loud, so long.

Chorus:
The Crow, oh the crow, with wings of black,
A symbol of love, that we can’t get back.
Its call in the night, a haunting sound,
For a love lost, that can’t be found.

Verse 2:
Through nights so dark, through skies so gray,
The crow still sang, and led the way.
For in its heart, a sorrow burned,
A love unspoken, a lesson learned.

Chorus:
The Crow, oh the crow, with wings of black,
A symbol of love, that we can’t get back.
Its call in the night, a haunting sound,
For a love lost, that can’t be found.

Outro:
(And as the crow flies through the night,
Basile’s tale fades out of sight~)

The Three Citrons

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where three magical citrons alter the course of a kingdom's fate~)

Verse 1:
Three citrons bright, with a secret to hold,
In Basile’s tale, their magic unfolds.
A prince in need, a curse to break,
The citrons hold the key, for love’s sake.
One is bitter, one is sweet,
The last one hidden, a challenge to meet.

Chorus:
The Three Citrons, glowing with light,
Hold the power to end the fight.
A prince must choose, and love will save,
But the citrons' power, none can enslave.

Verse 2:
Through trials and twists, through heartbreak and strife,
The citrons will change the course of life.
One by one, their magic will show,
A kingdom's fate, about to grow.

Chorus:
The Three Citrons, glowing with light,
Hold the power to end the fight.
A prince must choose, and love will save,
But the citrons' power, none can enslave.

Outro:
(And as the citrons fade from sight,
Basile’s tale burns bright with light~)

The Flayed Old Lady

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where an old lady’s skin holds a dark secret~)

Verse 1:
An old lady lived with a heart so cold,
Her skin was flayed, her tale untold.
In Basile’s world, where magic meets sin,
She hides her secret, locked within.
Her skin removed, but her power remains,
A dark and twisted tale of pains.

Chorus:
The Flayed Old Lady, her heart black as night,
With secrets of magic, hidden from sight.
Her tale of sorrow, her tale of strife,
A reminder of darkness in all of life.

Verse 2:
Her skin was taken, her soul exposed,
But vengeance simmered, deeply composed.
She seeks a way, to take back the past,
Her magic will rise, to break free at last.

Chorus:
The Flayed Old Lady, her heart black as night,
With secrets of magic, hidden from sight.
Her tale of sorrow, her tale of strife,
A reminder of darkness in all of life.

Outro:
(And as the Flayed Old Lady fades from view,
Basile’s tale of pain rings true~)

The False Bride

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where deception wears a bridal veil~)

Verse 1:
A bride appeared, so fair and true,
But beneath her veil, deception grew.
A tale of lies, of hearts undone,
The false bride’s trick had just begun.
A marriage made in shadows deep,
Promises broken, no love to keep.

Chorus:
The False Bride, with eyes so bright,
Hides her lies in the dead of night.
A heart of deceit, a soul of shame,
Her tale will forever be marked with blame.

Verse 2:
The truth will rise, as lies all fall,
A heart exposed, to one and all.
Her false vows, like shadows, break,
Her future lost, for her own sake.

Chorus:
The False Bride, with eyes so bright,
Hides her lies in the dead of night.
A heart of deceit, a soul of shame,
Her tale will forever be marked with blame.

Outro:
(And as the False Bride fades from view,
Basile’s truth forever rings true~)

Ninnillo and Nennella

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where two siblings' bond faces a deadly twist~)

Verse 1:
Ninnillo and Nennella, so pure, so sweet,
But fate would twist them, with dark deceit.
A tale of siblings, with hearts so kind,
But evil forces had them confined.
Through trials they went, through pain they bled,
But love and courage are never dead.

Chorus:
Ninnillo and Nennella, together so strong,
Through trials and sorrow, they sing their song.
No curse can break them, no fate can bend,
For love, they’ll fight, until the end.

Verse 2:
Their bond unbroken, through thick and thin,
No evil can keep them, no darkness can win.
Together they stand, a force so true,
Through every challenge, they’ll see it through.

Chorus:
Ninnillo and Nennella, together so strong,
Through trials and sorrow, they sing their song.
No curse can break them, no fate can bend,
For love, they’ll fight, until the end.

Outro:
(And as Ninnillo and Nennella face the sky,
Basile’s love will never die~)

The Three Oranges

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where three oranges change the destiny of a kingdom~)

Verse 1:
Three oranges, so simple and bright,
Held a secret, hidden from sight.
A prince was tasked, with a quest so strange,
To find the fruit, to cause a change.
Through trials of love, through tests of time,
The oranges’ power would be sublime.

Chorus:
The Three Oranges, glowing in light,
Holding a future, shining so bright.
A prince’s fate, a love so true,
The oranges' magic, would carry him through.

Verse 2:
With each orange found, a secret unfolds,
A kingdom’s future, a story retold.
A prince’s destiny, a love to restore,
The oranges brought the future ashore.

Chorus:
The Three Oranges, glowing in light,
Holding a future, shining so bright.
A prince’s fate, a love so true,
The oranges' magic, would carry him through.

Outro:
(And as the Three Oranges fade from sight,
Basile’s tale will burn so bright~)

The Two Hunchbacks

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where two hunchbacks hide their true power beneath their deformities~)

Verse 1:
Two hunchbacks walk with crooked feet,
But don’t let their forms make you think they’re weak.
In Basile’s world, where magic's unseen,
These two are destined for a royal scene.
With hearts so brave, and minds so clever,
Their fate will change, they’ll rise forever.

Chorus:
The Two Hunchbacks, hidden from view,
Hold the power to break through.
Though their backs may bend, their spirits stand tall,
Their magic will conquer, above all.

Verse 2:
Through lands unknown, with obstacles near,
They fight for their destiny, without fear.
A twist of fate, a change of heart,
The hunchbacks rise, playing their part.

Chorus:
The Two Hunchbacks, hidden from view,
Hold the power to break through.
Though their backs may bend, their spirits stand tall,
Their magic will conquer, above all.

Outro:
(And as the hunchbacks find their way,
Basile’s tale forever will stay~)

The Little Girl Sold with the Pears

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where a girl’s fate is sealed with the sale of pears~)

Verse 1:
A little girl, so pure and fair,
Sold with pears, a fate so rare.
In Basile’s tale, where darkness grows,
She’s trapped by a bargain no one knows.
A twist of fate, a cruel trade,
Her life for fruit, her future laid.

Chorus:
The Little Girl, lost in the night,
Sold for pears, without a fight.
But through the dark, she’ll find her way,
Her fate is not sealed, not today.

Verse 2:
Through trials and twists, through hearts of stone,
She’ll rise, alone, to reclaim her throne.
For no bargain is stronger than love’s embrace,
She’ll turn the tide, and find her place.

Chorus:
The Little Girl, lost in the night,
Sold for pears, without a fight.
But through the dark, she’ll find her way,
Her fate is not sealed, not today.

Outro:
(And as the little girl escapes her fate,
Basile’s tale celebrates the break of fate~)

The Cannetella

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where a young girl’s innocence meets a strange fate~)

Verse 1:
Cannetella, so sweet and fair,
Lived a life of innocence, unaware.
In Basile’s world, where magic flows,
Her fate was sealed, by hands unknown.
A twist of fate, a love so near,
But Cannetella must face her fear.

Chorus:
Cannetella, in a world so wild,
A girl lost, but still a child.
Through magic and mystery, she must find,
The strength to leave the past behind.

Verse 2:
A spell of love, a heart’s desire,
The flame of magic, the soul’s fire.
Through trials of the heart, through sorrow and strife,
Cannetella finds her true life.

Chorus:
Cannetella, in a world so wild,
A girl lost, but still a child.
Through magic and mystery, she must find,
The strength to leave the past behind.

Outro:
(And as Cannetella steps to the light,
Basile’s tale shines so bright~)

The Months

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where the months themselves are magical beings~)

Verse 1:
Twelve months, each with their own name,
A world of magic, where seasons change.
From January to December, they reign,
Bringing forth both joy and pain.
Each one holds a secret so deep,
And through their magic, they’ll make you weep.

Chorus:
The Months, in their regal state,
Hold the power to change your fate.
With every turn, with every year,
They bring both joy and fear.

Verse 2:
Through ice and snow, through heat and sun,
Each month’s work is never done.
They spin their magic, they turn the world,
In Basile’s tale, the seasons swirl.

Chorus:
The Months, in their regal state,
Hold the power to change your fate.
With every turn, with every year,
They bring both joy and fear.

Outro:
(And as the months turn, one by one,
Basile’s tale will never be undone~)

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The Three Treasures of the Giants

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where a quest for treasure will test a hero’s strength~)

Verse 1:
Three treasures, hidden deep within,
Guarded by giants, thick and grim.
A hero stands, with courage bold,
To claim the treasures, to break the hold.
Through trials and battles, through endless strife,
The hero will fight for a brand-new life.

Chorus:
The Three Treasures, guarded tight,
By giants in the dead of night.
A hero’s quest, so fierce and true,
To claim the prize, and start anew.

Verse 2:
With every step, the giants fall,
The hero’s strength beats them all.
For no treasure is worth more than life,
And through these trials, the hero will strive.

Chorus:
The Three Treasures, guarded tight,
By giants in the dead of night.
A hero’s quest, so fierce and true,
To claim the prize, and start anew.

Outro:
(And as the hero claims his prize,
Basile’s tale will rise~)

The Love for Three Oranges

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where love, magic, and three oranges intertwine~)

Verse 1:
From Basile’s world, a tale untold,
Where love for three oranges turns hearts to gold.
A princess in need, a curse so cruel,
Her fate bound by the fruit’s magic jewel.
Three oranges, with secrets inside,
Led her to love, with fate as her guide.

Chorus:
The Love for Three Oranges, strange and divine,
Magic and fruit, forever entwined.
A tale of romance, of magic and pain,
Where love blooms and curses wane.

Verse 2:
Through trials and quests, the princess will fight,
To break her curse and find love’s light.
With oranges so bright, in her hands they were placed,
And love, true and bold, could not be erased.

Chorus:
The Love for Three Oranges, strange and divine,
Magic and fruit, forever entwined.
A tale of romance, of magic and pain,
Where love blooms and curses wane.

Outro:
(And as the tale of the Three Oranges spins,
Basile’s magic forever wins~)

Gagliuso (Puss in Boots)

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where a clever cat changes the world for his master~)

Verse 1:
In Basile’s world, a cat so sly,
Named Gagliuso, with a gleam in his eye.
With boots on his feet, and tricks in his mind,
He changed his master’s fate, one step at a time.
From rags to riches, with wit and grace,
He outsmarted all, in every race.

Chorus:
Gagliuso, the cat with boots so fine,
Crafting a future, by design.
With tricks and cunning, he made his way,
Turning the night into the brightest day.

Verse 2:
He spoke of castles, of lands to gain,
With a clever plan, there was no pain.
For Gagliuso’s mind, sharp as a blade,
Led his master to fortunes made.

Chorus:
Gagliuso, the cat with boots so fine,
Crafting a future, by design.
With tricks and cunning, he made his way,
Turning the night into the brightest day.

Outro:
(And as Gagliuso’s tale takes its flight,
Basile’s magic forever shines bright~)

The Daughter of the Sun, Moon, and Talia (Sleeping Beauty)

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where the daughter of the sun, moon, and Talia lies asleep, waiting for love~)

Verse 1:
In Basile’s world, where the stars do gleam,
A princess named Talia was caught in a dream.
Cursed by a needle, she slept so deep,
The Sun, the Moon, could not wake her from sleep.
For love would be the key, as time spun by,
A prince would come, with love in his eye.

Chorus:
The Daughter of the Sun, Moon, and Talia, asleep,
A kingdom waits, for love’s promise to keep.
Her fate bound in slumber, so endless and wide,
Until love’s kiss brings her back to the light.

Verse 2:
Through the years, the prince did wait,
For the right moment, for love’s true fate.
And when he kissed her, the curse broke in time,
For love’s magic is truly divine.

Outro:
(And as Talia’s dream finally ends,
Basile’s love forever sends~)

The Three Ogres

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where three ogres lurk with dark secrets~)

Verse 1:
In Basile’s world, where danger lies,
Three ogres waited, with cruel eyes.
Their hearts were black, their power so grand,
They ruled the land with an iron hand.
But a brave soul stood, with courage untold,
To fight these monsters, both fierce and bold.

Chorus:
The Three Ogres, with their evil sway,
Would face their end, come judgment day.
With swords in hand, and hearts alight,
They fought for what was just and right.

Verse 2:
With strength in numbers, and cunning to guide,
The ogres fell, to none’s surprise.
For even the darkest hearts can be torn,
When brave souls rise, the light is reborn.

Chorus:
The Three Ogres, with their evil sway,
Would face their end, come judgment day.
With swords in hand, and hearts alight,
They fought for what was just and right.

Outro:
(And as the tale of the Three Ogres fades,
Basile’s power forever invades~)

The King of the Gold Mountain

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where a king’s fate is tied to the gold mountain~)

Verse 1:
From Basile’s world, where the gold does gleam,
A king ruled a mountain, with power supreme.
The riches he sought, in the earth below,
Were the key to his kingdom’s endless glow.
But greed took root, and blinded his sight,
For gold is a curse, when held too tight.

Chorus:
The King of the Gold Mountain, lost in his greed,
Would find that riches aren’t all you need.
For power and wealth can never replace,
The love and peace that come with grace.

Verse 2:
The king’s fall came, with a single blow,
The gold mountain crumbled, the riches did go.
He learned too late, what truly matters,
That love is more than what wealth shatters.

Chorus:
The King of the Gold Mountain, lost in his greed,
Would find that riches aren’t all you need.
For power and wealth can never replace,
The love and peace that come with grace.

Outro:
(And as the tale of the Gold Mountain ends,
Basile’s wisdom forever transcends~)

The Goat-Faced Girl

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where a girl cursed with a goat’s face seeks her true beauty~)

Verse 1:
In Basile’s world, where curses are cast,
A girl with a face that was twisted, alas.
A goat’s visage, so strange and wild,
Her heart was pure, yet she was reviled.
But in her quest, to break the spell,
She found true beauty, hidden so well.

Chorus:
The Goat-Faced Girl, with heart so bright,
Found her beauty, through endless night.
For true beauty lies within the soul,
And love is the key to making us whole.

Verse 2:
Through trials and tears, she fought her way,
To break the curse, and see the light of day.
In the end, her beauty was revealed,
Not in her face, but in love, it was healed.

Chorus:
The Goat-Faced Girl, with heart so bright,
Found her beauty, through endless night.
For true beauty lies within the soul,
And love is the key to making us whole.

Outro:
(And as her tale reaches its grace,
Basile’s magic lights her face~)

The Stone in the Road

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where a stone in the road changes everything~)

Verse 1:
In Basile’s world, where fate is so grand,
A stone in the road, took a mighty stand.
It seemed like nothing, but oh, what a sight,
For this stone would turn darkness to light.
Blocking the way, a challenge it posed,
But the path it changed, nobody knows.

Chorus:
The Stone in the Road, a test of might,
A simple stone, that ignites the fight.
For obstacles are what we must face,
To find our true strength, and our place.

Verse 2:
Through struggle and strife, a lesson was learned,
The stone that blocked, a gift was earned.
For sometimes the path must be blocked,
To teach us to rise and never be shocked.

Chorus:
The Stone in the Road, a test of might,
A simple stone, that ignites the fight.
For obstacles are what we must face,
To find our true strength, and our place.

Outro:
(And as the stone fades from sight,
Basile’s wisdom shines bright~)

The Three Crowns

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where three crowns represent fate, love, and power~)

Verse 1:
In Basile’s world, three crowns were sought,
For power, love, and fate to be bought.
Each crown held a secret, dark and divine,
A test of hearts, and a war of time.
The first was love, the second, a dream,
The third was power, in a world unseen.

Chorus:
The Three Crowns, with magic and might,
Each one held a choice, day and night.
For love and fate, and power’s embrace,
Are not so easily won in the race.

Verse 2:
Through trials and choices, each crown was earned,
But what would happen, no one had learned.
For in the end, it was not the crown,
But the heart within, that brought them down.

Chorus:
The Three Crowns, with magic and might,
Each one held a choice, day and night.
For love and fate, and power’s embrace,
Are not so easily won in the race.

Outro:
(And as the crowns fade from sight,
Basile’s power shines bright~)

The Envious Sisters

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where envy drives sisters apart~)

Verse 1:
In Basile’s world, where envy runs deep,
Two sisters fought, their hearts would weep.
One with beauty, the other with grace,
But envy clouded the love they embraced.
Jealousy grew, a poison so pure,
Till only bitterness they could endure.

Chorus:
The Envious Sisters, torn apart,
By the darkness that filled their hearts.
For envy’s a curse, that blinds the sight,
Turning love’s flame into a fight.

Verse 2:
Through tears and sorrow, they sought the light,
But only the pure could end the fight.
In the end, it was love that healed,
And jealousy’s poison was finally sealed.

Chorus:
The Envious Sisters, torn apart,
By the darkness that filled their hearts.
For envy’s a curse, that blinds the sight,
Turning love’s flame into a fight.

Outro:
(And as the envy fades away,
Basile’s love will always stay~)

The Three Kings' Sons

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where three kings’ sons seek adventure and fate~)

Verse 1:
In Basile’s world, where adventure is near,
Three kings’ sons set out, without fear.
To seek their fate, and find their way,
In the world where magic does sway.
Each son with a heart, bold and free,
But what they’d find was yet to be.

Chorus:
The Three Kings’ Sons, with courage so bright,
Seeking their fate, through day and night.
For destiny calls, and love will arise,
Through trials and magic, beneath the skies.

Verse 2:
Through trials and choices, they forged their path,
Each son would face both joy and wrath.
But in the end, love would reign,
For fate is won, through joy and pain.

Chorus:
The Three Kings’ Sons, with courage so bright,
Seeking their fate, through day and night.
For destiny calls, and love will arise,
Through trials and magic, beneath the skies.

Outro:
(And as the sons find their place,
Basile’s magic fills the space~)

The Three Brothers Who Became Rich

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where three brothers seek fortune and find riches in ways they never expected~)

Verse 1:
In Basile’s world, three brothers set out,
To find their fortune, and end their doubt.
Through trials they faced, with wit and might,
Each brother discovered their own delight.
For riches were found, not in gold or land,
But in hearts and hands that could understand.

Chorus:
The Three Brothers Who Became Rich,
Not by gold, but by hearts that stitch.
For wealth is found, where love is true,
In the bonds we share, and the dreams we pursue.

Verse 2:
Through sweat and toil, they earned their way,
But the riches they found, were in love’s sway.
Each brother learned, in the end so wise,
That true wealth is seen in others’ eyes.

Chorus:
The Three Brothers Who Became Rich,
Not by gold, but by hearts that stitch.
For wealth is found, where love is true,
In the bonds we share, and the dreams we pursue.

Outro:
(And as their riches rise and gleam,
Basile’s wisdom reigns supreme~)

The Silent Princess

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where silence holds a secret, and a princess finds her voice~)

Verse 1:
In Basile’s world, a princess did reign,
But silence was her curse, her only chain.
With no voice to speak, her heart did cry,
A secret she kept, that none could deny.
Through silence she ruled, with grace and fear,
But love’s sweet song was what she yearned to hear.

Chorus:
The Silent Princess, her voice untold,
Her heart a treasure, a secret to unfold.
For in silence, love is found,
And her voice will echo, all around.

Verse 2:
Through trials and tears, she broke the spell,
And with her voice, all hearts did swell.
For in her silence, love did grow,
And with her words, the world did glow.

Chorus:
The Silent Princess, her voice untold,
Her heart a treasure, a secret to unfold.
For in silence, love is found,
And her voice will echo, all around.

Outro:
(And as her voice fills the air,
Basile’s magic lingers there~)

The Cat Cinderella’s Revenge

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where the cat takes matters into its own paws for Cinderella’s revenge~)

Verse 1:
In Basile’s world, where cats have might,
A tale unfolds, of revenge and spite.
Cinderella’s stepmother, cruel and mean,
Would feel the sting of the cat’s keen.
For this cat was clever, sly, and bold,
And Cinderella’s justice would unfold.

Chorus:
The Cat Cinderella’s Revenge,
A clever cat, with tricks to avenge.
For justice, it purrs, in its own sly way,
And in the end, the wicked must pay.

Verse 2:
With whiskers twitching and claws so sharp,
The cat set forth, a plan to embark.
Through tricks and pranks, it caused a stir,
Until the stepmother’s fate was sure.

Chorus:
The Cat Cinderella’s Revenge,
A clever cat, with tricks to avenge.
For justice, it purrs, in its own sly way,
And in the end, the wicked must pay.

Outro:
(And as the cat prowls, sly and free,
Basile’s cunning is plain to see~)

The Young Slave

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where a young slave’s journey to freedom holds secrets of strength and love~)

Verse 1:
In Basile’s world, a slave so young,
Dreamed of freedom, and songs unsung.
Through trials and pain, she fought her way,
For a life of joy, not sorrow’s sway.
But in her heart, she carried a spark,
That would light the world, through the dark.

Chorus:
The Young Slave, with heart so pure,
Sought freedom’s song, her soul’s allure.
Through pain and struggle, she found her way,
For love and freedom were hers to sway.

Verse 2:
Through chains and tears, she broke her bond,
And in the end, she rose beyond.
For the power within was all she’d need,
To plant her freedom, and make it succeed.

Chorus:
The Young Slave, with heart so pure,
Sought freedom’s song, her soul’s allure.
Through pain and struggle, she found her way,
For love and freedom were hers to sway.

Outro:
(And as her freedom rings so true,
Basile’s power shines through~)

Zezolla and the Happy Ending

(Let me tell you a story, from Giambattista Basile, from The Tale of Tales, where Zezolla finds her happy ending in a world full of magic and surprises~)

Verse 1:
In Basile’s world, where stories unfold,
Zezolla’s tale was bright and bold.
From ashes and sorrow, she rose to reign,
A happy ending, free from pain.
With magic’s help, and love so near,
Her destiny was crystal clear.

Chorus:
Conclusion: Zezolla, the tale is done,
A princess now, her trials won.
For love and magic have paved her way,
And her happy ending is here to stay.

Verse 2:
Through trials, she learned what love could be,
And in the end, she was finally free.
No more sorrow, no more fear,
Her happy ending is drawing near.

Chorus:
Conclusion: Zezolla, the tale is done,
A princess now, her trials won.
For love and magic have paved her way,
And her happy ending is here to stay.

Outro:
(And as Zezolla’s tale takes flight,
Basile’s magic shines so bright~)

And that’s a wrap! 🎉✨ We hope you enjoyed our unique reimagining and conversion of the timeless folklore tales from Giambattista Basile’s Tale of Tales into musical ballads and songs! These stories, passed down through generations, now sing with a fresh twist, bringing to life the magic, mischief, and moral lessons in a way that’s both enchanting and unforgettable.

Thank you for joining us on this musical journey—where old-world tales meet new rhythms, and every song tells a story worth remembering. May the melodies linger in your heart as you reflect on these legendary tales with a new, musical soul.

Here’s to the magic of storytelling, where every ending is just the beginning! 🎼🖤