Annie, I'm struck by
how lovely you are.
Blinded by your smile
that shines like the stars.

Annie, I'm caught by
how cunning you are.
Your little arched eyebrows
do get you so far.

Annie, come to me!
I deserve my own share.
I've waited so long, girl.
Please, just be fair.

Annie, what is it?
Oh, what have I done?
I feel in your hands
something has gone wrong.

Annie, how strong
your thin arms feel to me
while wrapped 'round my neck;
soon dead I will be.

Annie, it's unjust,
how lovely you are.
Though my eyes now are closing,
you still shine like the stars.