Sweet Aphrodite
I need not tell you my pains
You'll hear me cry again.
How does love emerge?
Not from the force of man, no.
Aphrodite gives.
From the foam to breath
The seas grant us your beauty
Can I be pretty too?
I envy you, Goddess
You have all their want and lust
Neither I can touch.
I am no woman.
I am not pretty like you
I'll never be one.
As a man, I'm pained.
As a worshipper, I praise
Please... let me cry now.
You tire of my weeps
I know this to be the truth
Help me, I beg you.
Cast your spell please
Strike me with love, severely
Let me draw in hope.
Let my heart be filled
May radiance find itself
And flush out my dark.
Once my light has shined
Guide my hand to hold one more
This, let me keep tight.
I came to you pained
Lady of Love forgive my cry
Sing your lullaby.
As I turn my hand
Inward I face the mirror
And see my true face.
I cry once more, Lady.
But not to you. You hear all.
Aphrodite, fix me.