When the day turn into night My eyes can flamboyantly see you without light When my mind want to see you in yer absent My close eyes bring you with me in my present Wherever I heard the sweet melody My ears fix yer past conversations making it to parody My mouth wants to break its silence Without your reply I cannot make a license When my wings create the world of imagination I could see all about your limitations Making my love like for pink cow Assembling my feelings on you at low But I will never and ever put a risk on our love Insulting on the world of thoughts without proof And my mistress, ye are my last love with prove
If there is no education there is no journey ahead.