My Naughty But Loving Heart

My heart is the best judge he knows me well, it always caught me by neck though attractive was the hell. How naughty is it like a beacon on an island throws light on beautiful mermaids invites me to swim to a fairy land. It switches off the lights and the mermaids appear, when I stripe and put on a swimming costume, with frightening jaws the goddesses of fear. Dear heart! Sitting in the basement of a church Why do you play with a so big bell the two different tunes that clutch, You start with a pleasant tune that invites ending with a frightening tune that stops, who is in the basement, why he excites? I don't know who is he, a naughty player? sometimes a youth sometimes a wise old man my friendly lover or a slayer! One day I may break the chains of the bell I can't continue as a helpless toy I am now tired of tunes, annoyed I tell! !