Her smile is as charming as a honeysuckle,
Her voice is as mild as the seashore in August,
She is the loveliest goddess among all,
With shine flowing from her blue eyes.
How she walks through endless fields
With a gracious movement of hands
Showing beautiful flowers,
How she tames wild beasts
And looks into the cold sky
For falling stars.
As a symbol of power
She uses mead
And birds,
And horses.
Her willpower is endless,
And her beauty is as sharp as a knife.
Medb
© Copyright: Марина Чиянова, 2021
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