Amelia

In the middle of the woods, she builds her base
A lovely little cabin by a stream
There lives my Amelia, my longing, my beloved
All my happiness, all my treasure

She never wanted or idolized anyone
Her soul is chaste and pure, love never stained

And one afternoon, seeing me cry in the woods
She felt so much pity and offered me her love

Blessed be you, fairy of the woods
Goddess of suffering, beautiful angel of love

Today that you love me, your name so pure
I will engrave Amelia in my heart