i left my true love home alone
when i promised to never leave her alone

have you ever been far away from you love.
you can only think, call, or write a letter
but you will never move together in a pair as doves.
and the heart, oh, it never felt better

After all the years and all those days
Now you give me this vain offering
As if to add to my own suffering
Not again, not you in my way.

If you thought you will get me again,
I am sorry I now belong to someone
Not after all the wrongs you have done
No more games which cause pain.

Only the good is from God,
Only Him can grant what is good.
No one wish to have the bad,
But only God give the good.
Everyone wish for the best,
No one want the worst.

What a shame when other people's suffering is but a game.
what a shame when you prosper at the expense of the lame
when you rob the poor and the fatherless
when you attack the widows and the defenseless.

Painted lips are not so red,
As stones kissed by the dead
The trueness of the wooer
And the kindness of the wooed
They gave true love,
Wished from above

Politicians honour are in dead humans

The natural aroma, the sweetsmelling woods and our streets with smoke, ---- just imagine

When you die you change into a horrible unseen beast--true or false?