Eyes of Näkk

Those eyes I saw,

Held me nigh like a crystal ball;

O’ Mirror, Mirror thou watching the world;

I know already she is the prettiest of all!

So succulent, So raw!

Wildly enticing, I wanted more.

But I knew those eyes I saw;

Thou a goddess basking by the shore,

Entangled thou bid me to thy eyes;

slowly I met at thy flirty stare;

Thy magical voice is a fire and an ice;

Thou so seductive, thou so rare;

Those eyes burns like the sun;

I seek thy heartbeats, I found none;

In thy grasps the flesh heaved to spun;

Awestruck, thy webbed arrogantly won.

Those eyes; O’ Näkk they cunningly stuns;

Thou so seductive, thou so rare;

Thine hypnotic murmur wantonly burns;

O’ charmer of the lakes, thou with snowy flaming hair,

Thy charms had me wantonly in thy snare;

In a quicksand I dare fight not in thy lair.

By the river in thy abode I knew where,

Those eyes I saw are magical, I swear.

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