Any challenge, shall I meet,

for you and I to be together.

Horned demons,godlike sorcerers,

I fear not time, I fear not weather.


Travel, will I, through hills and urban plains,

through freezing snow, and scorching heat,

through the far African rains.

I assure you, fair lady, as I genuflect my knee,

I will be faster than the vultures, in the sky,

Faster than the eagle, with wings spread free.


So, patience, glorious woman,

the day, soon we'll see.

When Apollo's Golden afternoon is blazing,

Together, our souls will be.