Calypso
My hero, why do you lie in the waves?
Your breath is shallow and your face is red.
What strange and horrid terrors have you faced?
Take my hand and I'll get you to a bed,
A quiet place for you to heal and rest,
Don’t cry; I don't know if I could bear it.
My hero, they say you are the best.
My friend, the way for you is brightly lit.
Do you not see the glittering white sand,
The turquoise waves and the blooming flowers?
Long ago I was banished to this land.
Here eternal peace is in your power.
Please don't ever leave; I have been too much alone.
Your departure would hurt me to the bone.
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