Verse
Orlando in love
That sixty-nine can [?]
For melancholy blue [?]
Sad woman

The breeze carries song
And sipping milky broth
He cast his gaze towards the sea out the [?] bay

Chorus
As if the sea ever were to be an ideal woman
She came down from the water like Venus from a shell
Singing his name with all the sweetness of a Mother
Even breathless he'll never drown

Orlando
Orlando
Orlando
Orlando