SAD FLUTE OF G'RON

A tune is heard afar the mountains it narrates a sad love story this is the sad flute of G' Ron when the sunset am bound to regret blindly i butchered the heart of my angel G' Ron sad heartbeats felt like beaten drums when tears rolls her cheeks a depressing cry is heard the grief the mind mourns chills the spine nightmares dressed like a day dream for the ecstasy of love felt but not returned swallowed by pleasures of limited time i was lost with sexy and hot girls of the city truly my heart was manipulated and seduced a sweetest taste is felt from her lips her sweet scented fragrance set my nostril in fire the beauty of earth exposed to a blind man sees nothing and run after nakedness and death this attracted me when i saw her but now forgotten running fast from the greatest fall unfortunately caught by the propaganda of love flings the door of her heart wide open her heart is stained with sorrows disappointments and empty dripping like blood like God made Adam from dust her boyfriend made love from lust never knew it will bust everything she touches surely dies she spares all the tears fully loaded cannon of criticism ambushes her not knowing the naked truth. but she is a victim of love and life let me stop here flute before the dawn for her sorrows kills a man until she lies