Calypso+3



Your raging uncle, He has stirred his green depths again, Ttrying to founder yet another man. Remember what happened with the last one? That last one that slept on these Ogygian shores? I offered him immortality, love - I offered him things that he could not find in Ithaca, Iin Penelope - things that only a lonely nymph could offer. Oh how I hated him for wanting to go, How I hated the gods more for letting him. But I had no choice. Oh convince them this second mortal's fate is here on my golden shores Convince them his fate lies with me. Ogygia is a beautiful island, lush, lovely to the eyes; But so empty without a man! I too, am a goddess and though not an Olympian, I demand that he remains. T hey will not take this one away from me, This one will not cry out for his wife, for Ithaca; He will cry for my touch and nothing else.