Across seas bear a soughing mermaid,
Of fallen wings and rich gold dusts...

You are my strength,
I could live...

A neverending prelude
of morrows flock...

Life is an endless river,
A vision of our soul...

Once a billet-doux was taken by this beau,
An afflatus read by his beloved belle...

A chain through the hollow moon in endless nights,
Without a wink, I see darkness engulfing...

Land of a thousand miles ahead,
I could see greener pastures for love awaiting...

Velvety white, silver strings tied,
Weaved couture aflow the side...

Let us waltz together in moonlight,
Your arms and my arms...

In solitude
will one take god by the hand...

I stood shallow
in the core of my living body...

A misconstrue
of this dreary love...