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Welcome Undines and Lords,

Gloria to yours names if you are single

Ô beautiful nymph of my mind

I confess I love your voice.

 

Ulysse travelled from east to west

Crossing adventures and deep sea

I don't want to be him, just my memory

hurts me : he heard the sirens melody.

 

When I saw a beautiful butterfly

walking alone in the street of my city

My imagination runned like crazy and my desire

My heart broke into thousand piece of despair

 

I had seen thousand and thousand of your kind

Semi-naked on the beachs of the azuran sea

of my dream. A paradise without any name

a blasphem for our all-mighty king.

 

You were different, with your transparent dress

Delicat and delicious the form of your little breasts

Between your sweet skin and this tiny silk

did lie my love and imagination in.

 

I talked to you, laughted with you

But now nothing remain from you

Only your fragance and the sad true

Ô Lords, she was the enemy of yours.

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