Oh, beautiful muse!
Emerging in the morning
As aurora from Apollo's hand.
You, who since the dawn of time exists,
You, who brings solace and peace,
You give power, you give bliss!
You touch all senses with thy kiss,
When you're gone, empty is my soul.
Oh, sweet juice, spelled in the grain of sound!
A bird set free straight from the heart!
You give me my smile, every time.
Oh, beautiful muse!
For you my heart always beats!
For you I always wait with longing!
(circa 2005)
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