The echoes of love and the sound of your muse,

For your love is all that i need,And i want you always on this love of mine!Because it is now empty.

For tomorrow comes and we will all sleep in the mud,Because we cannot live physically forever!Hand in hand we care and,hand in hand i will take you to the land of love;And to jib like a bibber and to bib like a fibber,For your real name is Melvina.

For the singing birds on my mother’s farm are like,The crown of joy sharing together!And we will be there always for each other.

Pleasure things,Of the rich and the poor;And like the deeds of yesterday between two lover,But a safe family is vital for your salvation.

Now they have cut you off from my line and of your contacts;But i have another way with my muse to touch your sweet heart.

For i will feed you with my words and,Quench you with my love.I have a vision on this love!But sometimes in our own lives we need a change;Because we all have pain and sorrow oh my sweet Nana!