Was that Apollo or you
Who’s a master in archery?
Picked the bow and arrow
and shot away all my misery?
Then the sun and light
that I perceived;
However, did I deserve it?
You or Apollo?
That was who?
Are you one or one in two?
Oh! thy beauty!
It’s killing me;
without any bounty!
Oh you!
Please heal my mind
and heart
With thy poetries and countless arts.
Knowledge of Apollo
and mind of yours
Plagues of my heart have found the cure. Let Apollo advise and thee scrutinize;
Is my body after the shoot
Embodiment of hell or paradise?