My True Love awaits me on yon distant shore,
with a tawny mane and emerald eyes,
Looking a way, out o'er the sea
towards his Lady Love with whom his heart resides.
My True Love has eyes of Emerald fire
bespeaking yearning, proud passion and lust,
Transluscent windows to an undauntable soul
They reveal a man who'll fight for what's just.
My True Love has need of me, I know this full well,
for his heart and mine are two halves of a whole...
Tho' parted by distance, his emerald eyes
compel me to journey to yon distant shore.