Light flutters flight the songbird free,
By harp string plucks its romance song,
Akin you ring your melody
Upon my heartstrings true and long.
Your rapture shrouds so lovingly
Euphonic air that sails the sky,
Beneath your wing you capture me,
Harmonic dovetail tune we fly.
Touched hands, touched soul, united strong,
God’s vehemence would fail to pry,
In armoured love we do belong,
Chaste symphony our woven cry.
If leagues below should rise above
No single drop would drown our love.