#6 – Rusalochka 


It’s midday over a deep blue sky
With its smell of blossoms and flowers too
Swimming in the wind drifting by
The tree underwhich lay me, ours hearts and you

It began as a melody guiding shipwrecked sailors in their doom
I struggled against the pull from the depths of the sea
Till your siren song calling, I’ll love to see you soon
My soft heart at rest, my air bubbles searching for breath

Love, Princess of the underworld
I thought you were but a dream
You didn’t have to leave the sea
Just to be here in depravity with me

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