Hold my hand, O' melody, and usher me to the distant and serene lands
Where there's no melancholy, where it's just you and me.
I lie unchaperoned on the meadow and I have not a soul but you,
But I desire not a soul but you.
Hold my hand, O' melody, and be the intimate I seek in the folk
With you I am affrighted by none, it is as if you lend me a modicum of your might.
O' melody, you're the solace to a chaotic night.
Hold my hand, O' melody, and chaperone me to the distant and serene lands
Where there's no desolation, where it's just you and me.
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Beautiful piece!