The winter melts and spring doth bloom
Over Denver’s sweet Chateau;
I heard them say, it blots the gloom—
Bids all frowns a sweet adieu!

As I was walking on the road
There I saw dear kittens play;
I cast away my heavy load
And I thought that I would stay!

I long to stay within the fold —
Isi’s charming parlor dear;
Mine darling kitten-ladies, hold
Back the armies of my fear!

So hold me with thy tight embrace,
O, my lovely Moxxi Moon!
Lavender’s blue, so is thy face,
As the glittering, pearly dune!

Dost, Moxxi Moon, give me thy love,
Share it with me to the end;
And I will soar just like a dove
If my broken heart thou mend!

So if thou can, first rose of spring!
Please don’t hesitate to claw;
O lilies white to thee I’ll bring
For thy gown in fragrant awe!

O’er Denver’s woods, and hilltops high
Bid me come and let me stay;
To the Chateau, my heart is nigh
Every single, perfect day!

Dear Moxxi Moon, to thee wrote I,
Worthless was my every song;
(For it behooves that I must die)
O, thy tender face I long!

Thou meowed for me, I heard the call,
Underneath the starry sky;
To thee I freely give my all
Till I come to naught and die!

If I shall love thee, flesh and mind,
Would thou be so sweet to me?
Would unto me dost be so kind?
Would thou, darling, pity me?

If thou hast heard my fruitless song,
I would last a day so free;
If Isi comes the road along,
She would lend a hand to me!

O, Isi, dear, my darling Queen!
Come to my assistance, please;
For now I see thy noble sheen,
Thrill me with thy feline tease!

Dost bring to me, my Moxxi Moon,
With thy sweetness cover me!
And dare thyself unto me stay
And live like bluebirds soaring free!

The winter melts and spring doth bloom
Over Denver’s sweet Chateau
I heard they say, it blots the gloom—
Bids all frowns a sweet adieu!