love her

i'm amort to the words i sing

to every dearn soul of love

there's not one day i wait for a bell to ring

for death look into my eyne of love

 

kiss to rid a perfect soul

not one to tender a perfect gril

with eyne as beautiful as one soul

one look would vade away this girl

 

be kind with love and care

for the angels hold every kiss

and fix every broken tear

she shall be missed

 

take a kiss so tender upon one cheek

kiss another on the other cheek