Andros, My Andros

 

Oh Andros, My Andros, I love only thee,

Thy pines savour my nostrils rich and free,

Thy magical spirits that haunt my breast,

Embalm my yearning soul with peace and rest.

 

I yearn to be with thee sweet land of repose,

Thy shadowy forests and enchanting Blue Holes,

Come to me gently, sweet Lady of Grace,

Endow me with the love of thy mystical face.

 

Fair lady of light, I give thee my heart,

I exalt thee forever and will never depart,

Thy zephyrs are soothing, caressing my would,

Eternal my love for thee, yet to unfold.

 

Sweet giant lady that slumbers in the West,

Thy Grace and beauty, I will forever attest,

Thy pining and groaning forever in my ear,

To hold and caress thee evokes another tear.