A warmth enduring in the eerie night,
did welcome me into its place of light,
in which appeared what then did seem to me,
Mulan releasing me from misery,
or rather beauty adding to that mood,
surpassing that which clearly I allude,
the people and the atmosphere with them,
for wanting her did stir the gloom again.
Albeit adoration long dismissed,
and falsely deemed a wicked sounding hiss,
I see within that place before the tale,
someone who understood my heart was frail.