Oh dear my eyes can't bear
longing so long - with fear
it's another year, with the same tear
only thing it knows is Spartan's spear; 
hidden somewhere near 
still not clear 
what to do? with this fear
 I lend my ear (beneath the seer )
oh dear 
are you there somewhere / to hear
you left me here with the spear 
but I can't find a deer 
which will appear
so that I can beat the beer 
and avoid my fear just for you 

my dear!