Stolen Is my very last breath Upon this lovely world Its feelings so diverse While gasping for air She said "I love you!" Words from a gypsy woman First name "Esmeralda" As we come across feverishly The tearful river of distinctive soulmates Drowning uncommonly Into the depths of despair Misled by an enchanted love Towering As I weaken With unyielding approach Lips of my own dare not speak Between us A body torn with sentiments As her lavish spells Arise upon my death To a chambers of never-ending spectacles