You may have once heard of the story of the lovely Idalia and me,
When Idalia once lived with no other thought than to love and to be with me.
In Heaven or Earth there could never be a woman more lovely than she,
A girl who's more charming than she, a lady more loving than she,
So the Angels, not quite so happy as we, started envying she and me,
And they locked her up in Heaven with them to keep her away from me.
And this was the reason that long ago, as you now know,
That the Angels came out of a cloud, in the night, to wake and to take her away from me.
But our love it is stronger, by far, than the love
Of the Angels far brighter than we, of the Titans much older than we,
So neither the Angels in Heaven above nor the Titans down under the sea,
Could ever dissever the souls from the souls of the lovely Idalia and me.
Now the moon can not beam without bringing a dream of the lovely Idalia and me,
And the stars will not rise 'til I feel the dark eyes of Idalia staring at me.
And so, all the night long, I dream of Idalia and me,
Where she's warm and she's safe with me,
In my arms when she's finally free.
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