- Pindar and Theoxenos -

Gold gleams like blazing fire in the night Oh, my soul, no star shines as bright Celebrate the son of Tenedos Celebrate the son, celebrate the host With the flower of music, I sing his praise In sickness, health, until the grave My heart is vanquished by his love As we lay down, we soar above No, go slow, my heart, go slower... (Slower) Go slow, my heart, go slower (Slower) All our primes... Yours and mine... Entwining (entwining) All our primes... Yours and mine... Entwining (entwining) Valentinus smiled upon me I shall not claim a sweeter glory Vows you bid me speak aloud In chamber still, in hostile crowd The sacred grove absorbs our sighs Elysium between your thighs Love immortal, evermore Running its eternal course No, in the haven, you and I The rival of thunder Our rushing blood No age, disease Nor battle toil Can touch us here We are holy (We are holy) We are holy (We are holy) Aphrodite, bless our days Exempted from all that decays... It was all so long ago If time means anything... Lyrics copyright 2025 by Wingfield Ace Music Project