And she waves me "Goody Bye" 
Where the marshmallows fly. 
Deeper and deeper, the lilies still weep 
Below the vast oceans, my secrets to keep. 
She drowns in the waters of my wishing-well, 
With fading eyes she whispered gently: 
"Ill see you in [bad word] " 

And the mermaid still cries 
As the whales in the skies 
Spread their wings neither 
For venus nor mars, 
The moon, hush, hush, silently 
Covers her scars 
With milky-white liquid, 
The fairies are gone 
To guide her tiptoed through the abyss: 
"What have I done?" 

Once, now and then, 
At least for a little while, 
Ill taste the absinth from her oval lips, 
Not knowing I killed her again. 
Once, now and then, 
At least for a thousand cuts, 
Ill drink the saltwater from her shiny [bad word]  
Denying I killed her again. 

And the princess will die 
With a weakening sigh. 
She lies embedded on crystals and sand, 
She holds my heart tightly in her tiny hand. 
The winds blowing strong 
But our patience grew older, 
Peacefully smiling she cried: 
"We have grown colder."