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She is my Artemis;
She hunts and I am her prey.
I am the running stag;
I run because my life is at stake.
Will she get me, and pierce my heart?
With arrows of light and the power of the huntress,
Am I as well as trapped?
Do not deceive me, my little goddess;
I am letting you hunt me.
Do not act this hunt anymore,
And show yourself to this lonely animal.

Who are you now? Hera? Does jealousy run so active in your veins?
Trust me, my queen; Zeus only meets with mortals shortly.
Making quick a look here and there, who is still my queen?
A goddess of such should not be worried with petty mortals.

Please, my Roman Vesta, warm me with your fires.
I will stay in your home if you be my hearth.

Venus, my love, this Vulcan can make for you your material desires.
The power of your love blinds even yourself.
Does Venus have herself friends, albeit not little Eros?

You are no Echo, and I am no Narcissus.
Be happy and kill your past.
Your future could be better. After all, even the goddesses do not know what lies ahead.

Your Leider is irrelevant.
Do you believe this universe was so poorly built?
I can show its splendors, but you must see with open eyes.

Do not taint me. Do not taint yourself.
Aeneas himself remarried when his first love died.
Do not perish in mind and soul on homeland grounds.
Sail with me to Carthage and I will not bother Dido.
Sail with me to Italia and I will not know Lavinia.

Open your mind, the world has no walls.
Be not perfect, but be correct.

Description
She is my Artemis;
She hunts and I am her prey.
I am the running stag;
I run because my life is at stake.
Will she get me, and pierce my heart?
With arrows of light and the power of the huntress,
Am I as well as trapped?
Do not deceive me, my little goddess;
I am letting you hunt me.
Do not act this hunt anymore,
And show yourself to this lonely animal.

Who are you now? Hera? Does jealousy run so active in your veins?
Trust me, my queen; Zeus only meets with mortals shortly.
Making quick a look here and there, who is still my queen?
A goddess of such should not be worried with petty mortals.

Please, my Roman Vesta, warm me with your fires.
I will stay in your home if you be my hearth.

Venus, my love, this Vulcan can make for you your material desires.
The power of your love blinds even yourself.
Does Venus have herself friends, albeit not little Eros?

You are no Echo, and I am no Narcissus.
Be happy and kill your past.
Your future could be better. After all, even the goddesses do not know what lies ahead.

Your Leider is irrelevant.
Do you believe this universe was so poorly built?
I can show its splendors, but you must see with open eyes.

Do not taint me. Do not taint yourself.
Aeneas himself remarried when his first love died.
Do not perish in mind and soul on homeland grounds.
Sail with me to Carthage and I will not bother Dido.
Sail with me to Italia and I will not know Lavinia.

Open your mind, the world has no walls.
Be not perfect, but be correct.