|To fair Polonia
Your eyes are like moonbeams reflected in the Aegean sea.
Your hair dances as the wind blows wild and free.
Your ears are like the flowers of Elysium fields
You embrace with the strength of a Spartan shield.
I am your slave!!
Soon the time will come. We helots will revolt. We will
no longer be the property of Sparta. Freedom will be ours. We will fight as the strongest
lion fights. The secret police have no idea what we are planning.
Meet you same time, next to the big rock near the cave.
Love from Pyramus