Iseut (English Translation)

From the moment of the potion’s touch
Delicate fingers rise to brush
Her quivering lips, light clearing the dim
A fresh pain she senses, the love of him

She sees in his eyes, calm before the storm
So deep are they, so courageous and warm
He renders Brown beautiful as never before
Giving life to the color that’s always ignored.

Circumstance fights with all its force
Nature wrestles with strength and resource
The Elements whirl about in aggression

But nothing can erase her undying passion
She loves him despite Them despite great distance
Love the victor, for them, pleasure’s ever immense.