I heard the Madrigals sing
of you
and offer me sweet wines of passion
to drink until overwhelmed
with desire
but there is nothing that makes me
feel better than you
If you will but take me to your palace
where your precious heart
is treasured
So that I may witness
the resplendence
that all songwriters seek
To touch and become
Pure love
and know from where it is born
I place this seed in fertile flesh
and we mix together
in God's own Garden
The Paradise, secretly kept
within you
Tell your innermost guards
I arrive with gifts of flowers
and the feelings of devotion
I am your Champion
My Princess
your tenderness is safe
and know from where it is born
I place this seed in fertile flesh
and we mix together
in God's own Garden
The Paradise, secretly kept
within you
Tell your innermost guards
I arrive with gifts of flowers
and the feelings of devotion
I am your Champion
My Princess
your tenderness is safe
