As was recorded in ancient lore,
When only dragons ruled the times before...
When the godess' tears became into oceans-
When heroes fought battles to claim that blessed fortune...

A kiss from her divine lips was the strongest spell,
Which neither a giant, nor stout dwarf could repel.
A look in her eyes could tell endless tales,
Of long-forgotten creatures, of magical dales...

But if from shattered feelings, or from blinding tears,
She just wished for an enchantment,
which would fizzle all her fears...