Marsyas

A lustful dream 

My own loving satyr 

This is for what 

Lovers already fought 

[between heaven and hell

I m feeling the sweetness and hearing the bell ]

Bring me my arrows of desire 

O’ lift me higher 

O’ bring me close to the fire 

And let us forget about all our Ire 

Fly with me to the end of the world 

Where our love will unfold 

The weather is getting dire 

Play me a tune with your Flute

And make it all go in flames and fire .

after that awful dent 

he gave me a kiss , as he bent .

Your melody, your sweet symphony

will keep us forever in harmony .