Oh precious Hyacinth, in my eyes a jewel In front of your radiance, my knees fell You’re like a glistening pearl in a ****** shell I am enamored by your enthralling spell
Listen everyone to Zephyrus’ Serenade for Hyacinth!
Oh King of Sparta, you bear the tastiest fruit On the land he is the handsomest youth This is for everyone a crystal clear truth That’s why in my heart the arrows of Eros shoot
Listen everyone to Zephyrus’ Serenade for Hyacinth!
Oh precious Hyacinth, you have equaled the glamour of a god Your face is fairer than any mortal lad Your muscles are firmer than any man had Because of such beauty, you make me feel glad
Listen everyone to Zephyrus’ Serenade for Hyacinth!
Oh King of Olympus, let me have this seductive mortal For him my godly being turned carnal The appeal of his flesh is oddly unusual I want him to be mine for time eternal
Listen everyone to Zephyrus’ Serenade for Hyacinth!
Oh precious Hyacinth, under my wings you’ll never fall Come to the West Wind’s most desperate call To you I’ll reserve the prettiest room in my hall The most romantic & blissful haven for all
Listen everyone to Zephyrus’ Serenade for Hyacinth!
Oh deities & humans, grant me this costly man Boreas, Notus, Eurus, bring me this heavenly Spartan Let our powerful Anemoi bequeath him from his clan Turn him over to the Western Wind, his greatest fan!
Listen everyone to Zephyrus’ Serenade for Hyacinth!