Will you be my boy in the belltower,
And let me be your sandalwood girl?
Will you strike the hour and watch me
From your home in the roof of the world?

If you'll be my sandalwood girl, love,
Then I'll be your wrought-iron boy
Looking out as your scent fills the steeple
With aromas of incense and joy.

Then come down from the bells, my beloved,
Come down to the cobblestone lane
And just be with me for an hour
Before you must leave me again.

Oh, would that I could have more than hours
To spend in your sandalwood arms
While your head rests upon iron shoulders
Leaving kisses like spice-perfumed charms

My beloved, I feared you would leave me,
If you knew what it was I must say,
But I've heard from the wizard's apprentice
That there could be some kind of way.

Love of mine, I have heard of this also -
The wizard likes hearing my bell -
And I've heard of the strange Silver River
And I know what you've yet to tell.

Then will you come with me, beloved?
Will you come to the river with me?
And wash off the iron from your shoulders,
To let us and our love be free?

The way to the river is laden
With dangers and traps of designs
Unnatural, evil, and vicious...
For you, I will pay them no mind.

And the fields by the river are given
To suddenly burst into flames
But next to my love for you, darling,
They will seem just diminished and tame.

But what shall we do when we get there,
My beautiful sandalwood girl?
For the iron that binds me will shatter -
What lies under, I cannot quite tell.

We can think about that, iron lover,
When the river has set us both free,
And if you'll permit me, I've thought of
Two names, one for you, one for me.

I am honoured, my love, that you'd name me,
As honoured as if I could stand
With the last of my iron skin forming
A ring I could put on thy hand.

Then, my saviour, my lover, pray, listen:
To metal men say I adieu,
For heart's shining saviour is Aegis,
And Iximaz will marry you.