Golden tears of the sun,
Golden sunbeams of his eyes
What sweet madness has begun
All is lost but paradise…

Silky butterflies of light
Dark may come, I fear not
Drawing rainbows out of sight
Inwards fair spell I’m caught

Gushing spring in buds awaken,
Divine grace of auburn skies,
Frail hearts wish to be taken
Through the sun, through golden eyes…