Daphne (Laurel Tree) - Kayak

Hope and fear

Left her colorless face without mirth

Sweet Daphne, the priestess of Old Mother Earth

Saw a stranger coming near

Full of pride

Still mighty Apollo desired

The God of all Arts gently playing his lyre

Needs a nymph to guard his night

Safe and sound

Daphne lived in the mountains, protecting the ground

A wild virgin girl

In a heavenly world

Breaking Apollo s heart

Whatever happens, her goddess will ward…

Chasing his love through the mountains and hills

Slave of a world full of passionate thrills

Dreaming of being embraced by her arms

Could not resist all her magical charms

But meaning no harm

Please don t forsake me in hours of need

Fallen a victim to Apollo s greed

Goddess of Earth, she cried so desperately

If I can t escape won t you please let me be

A wild laurel tree

Sacred tree

Oh to worship, to cherish and always be near thee

Your leaves will serve

To those with the urge

To give beauty to words…