Of all the stars, none shine brighter than your eyes,
Their freedom is more liberating than that of the skies,
Of all the roses, none glow deeper than your lips,
Their seductive red tinge draw me in closer for just one more kiss,
Of all the moon light's rays, none is fairer than your skin,
Smoother than silk and more precious than mink,
Of all the lullabies, none is sweeter than when you sing
Your songs of freedom and love, of a goddess and a king,
And of all the agony in hell, none hurts deeper than your kiss,
Especially when I remember you're no longer mine, but his.