A saint prays all the day,
"O people come this way...
Once my father got a gigantic cow,
Which always barked aloud like a dog...
Who told that,
What I saw...
A hail of a bell,
Became softer and softer...
A giant snow ball above a hill,
Sans any wings it flew still...
Your lovely looks are Cupids arrows, |
I love you with my lovliest love |
Love is something which holds us together, |