Monday, November 23, 2015


O' fair'st of them all beaut'ous
  To thou tattoo'd aengel here
From which I pine in some tymes
  Some nights by a window here
O' fair'st beauty queen of mine
  For which I wilt burn forever
To thy muse of all th' tymes of
  Fate in destiny' dealt hands
I turn back time and make thou
  Mine for the taking with you
Methinks thou art th' destined
  Not thou denied thou love for
Mine ist pure as the nightshine
  It is to which I kept before
The time which I was christen'd
  And the time I saw you here
  For it is you that will shine
  Upon the window in my eyes
  You can't disguise to mine
  That you are truly an aengel.