His love for her's like the touch of Midas Feelings that really made her feel golden He gave her what she wanted, what he has Only to prove his love to the maiden
They lay on the vast expanse of grass aye Talking 'bout melodies they've listened to Time never mattered, for them it's a lie They ne'er chased their momentsβthey don't have to
Though years of their lives had already passed They still found on each other's arms their home He remained to be her love, her Midas He remained with her even after gloam
Cyclopean stars, European skies Serves as their children with love in their eyes