And I lay my softest kiss On thy loving velvet lips As we live the love of Ancient Greece That to me brings only peace And Apollon looks at us Proudly, with sparkles in his eyes, Golden like the shining sky Oh, my love, please don't be shy Show thy love to me And tell me that togheter we'll always be Oh, how splendid, how exquisite I can't wait for your next visit. Your love is like the golden myth Of the lovely Hyacinth That has fallen for Apollo In this night of lonely sorrow.
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