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🌸 From the marble halls of Mount Olympus rises Hebe, goddess of youth and renewal. 🍯
Bearer of the sacred nectar, she restores the strength of the gods and brings spring to every heart.

With chalice in hand and dawn in her gaze, Hebe embodies healing, mercy, and eternal bloom. ✨🏛️

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Lyrics:

In marble halls where the stars never fade,
Walks the youngest light, the celestial maid.
Daughter of Hera and the King of the Sky,
With a spirit of dawn and a clear, bright eye.
Her footsteps are soft on the mountain crest,
In a gown of white, she is divinely dressed.
She banishes shadows and withers the grey,
Bringing the bloom to the heart of the day.

The silver amphora gleams in her hand,
Providing the strength for the immortal band.
Before the hero climbed up to the stars,
She healed the wounds and she covered the scars.

Hebe, eternal youth,
The blossoming fire, the absolute truth.
Pouring the nectar, the honey-sweet dew,
Keeping the soul of the universe new.
The chalice is high, the spirit is bright,
A fountain of grace in the golden light.
Mistress of Spring, with the power to heal,
Beneath her touch, every wound shall seal.

She hitches the chariot for the Queen of the Throne,
With a loyalty deep that the gods have known.
The peacocks wait for her gentle command,
As she guides the reins with a steady hand.
But her greatest task is the life she bestows,
The vibrant pulse that forever flows.
A promise of vigor that never shall tire,
Fed by the sparks of the heavenly fire.

The silver amphora gleams in her hand,
Providing the strength for the immortal band.
Before the hero climbed up to the stars,
She healed the wounds and she covered the scars.

Hebe, eternal youth,
The blossoming fire, the absolute truth.
Pouring the nectar, the honey-sweet dew,
Keeping the soul of the universe new.
The chalice is high, the spirit is bright,
A fountain of grace in the golden light.
Mistress of Spring, with the power to heal,
Beneath her touch, every wound shall seal.

When the Lion of Thebes found his rest in the sky,
And the labors of earth were finally by.
Hera’s cold anger was turned into bliss,
As Hebe greeted him with a divine kiss.
A bridge of mercy, a bond for the soul,
A marriage of peace that made the world whole.

Hebe, eternal youth,
The blossoming fire, the absolute truth.
Pouring the nectar, the honey-sweet dew,
Keeping the soul of the universe new.
The chalice is high, the spirit is bright,
A fountain of grace in the golden light.
Mistress of Spring, with the power to heal,
Beneath her touch, every wound shall seal.

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