Of a pretty face and a fearful thrill,
Passing by an edged wood,
Stalking pass the deepest night,
Rolls of thunders, unveils this mystery

Of a curvy shape and brightest smile,
In a meddling broken tale
Hearts entwined into one;
Now another *******, another day

Of a beauty unspeakable,
With an eerie touch of magic,
And there she goes, Calling me
But lo and behold, I am Enchanted.