The power of nature, never puzzle I.
Thou mightier be, mustn’t venerate,
The loved once, have to separate.
Once lbero-Romance, forever silent,
Never reshape river, the sea.

Sin to live, better to die.
hey! My life goodbye.
Thou, creator of creator, said I.
What sweet spell created in me?
Even Separated mother from my life

Then said, the breeze of love, to reply,
I’m thirsty to make couple of best as I.
What to, if someone in her eye,
My dose, not to bit build relation in my life.