Across two mountains that smile at me,
As the sun shines at noon;
I see your face in the purple sky,
Which turns into a shadow,
Descending,
To the North land;
All- race fertility is contained in your eyes,
As well as the key to unlock,
The Love\'s mystery is inscribed,
On you flesh,
Which craves,
To be scratched by a silver cross;
As a soothsayer who\'s got six eyes,
For each of this continent\'s side;
The Wind keeps me updated,
On how your tears long,
For a mate who\'s not afraid,
To get his heart naked;
As a rider who heads towards West;
The Earth keeps me informed,
On how your lips desire,
To taste such a flavor,
Resembling,
Your soul\'s sweetness,
For a kiss & a hug do not paint Lust red;
How I wish to meet you,
While you\'re dreaming of gardens & castles!
For I foresee an altar in the castle\'s hall,
In which you and I hold a chalice,
To symbolize such a water-&-fire union,
Whereas Life & Death sing along,
To set the perfect Alchemy,
For the new World.