Mistery for she loveth me, Yes!
adorable young and sweet as she
Mind her memories, embraceth me
"she don't love me" my heart,
take off her shoes and leaveth me
she's busy she say... with whom?
Woe is me, a man who lay
my hands to her, she taketh thee
but sorrow as three month away
I love her, last petal it falls
thy scent of rose, apothecary
As Romeo, nevermind she as Juliet
Nevermind, I say, for she dumped me
but, brains so clever to think of she
For a second, i commit to thee
Cupid! where art thee?
my heart! my heart! was fallen apart
'twas you the reason or me as well
