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Magic of your appearance


 

 

I’ve been shattered by heartquake from dozens of damsels I wish I could have but would never be mine 

Overwhelmed by tidal wave of emotions and also experienced more than enough volcanic eruption of feelings from beauties whose elegance and splendour are not of here 

I’ve felt the enclasp of true love and care from angels specially sent to me 

Heard goodbyes and seen the backs of people that were once dear 

So from which angle will the arrow of Cupid come from that would be of any effect on me

For it’s a flesh that still feels pain that would be afraid of infliction

And what effect does temperature has on the body of the dead 

Que sera sera, what will be will be 

Nothing seems new and nothing appears to be special 

IFE o pami bi oti mo

No longer interested on being drunk on the wine of love 

But the day i saw you, I knew I lied...

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