III From the moment she wakes Far past the evening break I am gifted nothing but divine Kisses that pine Of a glorious ray Granted by another day And at times it may rain I am never caned By the onset of thorns Nor the feeling of forlorn As her harbor shines bright Only for my sight And as she's always near I shall never shed a tear For I am aware My darling does care Far deeper than the oceans Or stronger than any potion Keeping me at her side To do more than abide By the faculty of love And her eyes from above So that once she sleeps I shall not make a peep Until morning breaks That moment she wakes