• Hair like night eyes like fire
    voice like song loves true desire
    head held high beauty like an arrow
    It flies through the sky as if on wings of a sparrow
    The arrow brings hope and slays all pain
    Who is my savior? Keeping me sane?
    I look up towards the sky with fear of the departure
    and in the place of the moon stands the most beautiful archer
    hair like night eyes like fire voice like song loves true desire
    her soul is my weapon her bravery my armor
    smile so radiant a dazzling heart charmer