High over the hills and faraway
A vision of Sylvia is on display,
And you will see her face divine -
Sylvia with beautiful eyes that shine.
Passion from your heart will rise
Sylvia will take you to paradise.
Her charming voice is mesmerising
She is Holy and fair and hypnotising.
So bring spring roses - calm her pain
Loving gestures will not be in vain.
Take Sylvia into your arms once again,
And as Prince and Princess you will reign.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem