I don’t know when I fall in love with her
I know her power, and she is
Ideal in all my ways
I know her voice, beauty and
Heat of her heart,
Her body was like the great butter flow and
Her colour, better than
Any strings of red scarlet
Sometimes her voice made me so much
Happy and fun, but
Sometimes it makes me cry, and
Suffered so much to hear it
I don’t know how I love her when
She without her voice
I took her in my hands, and somebody said
Take the bow and have her enchanting lips!
When I laid in her waist with an
Astonish full mind
When I touched her lips with a bow,
She started to sing, whispered
And told me wonderful stories
She was with Wallace Hartley in The great Titanic
She made wonders in many ears
She told me that she can make me high!
I spend many years with her,
And I tried to know the meaning of her
Irritating sad voice and the great fun sound
I never got anything.
Now I know one thing, I can to be
Nearer to her and share all feelings.
Narrating her feelings is out of words
And I am nothing in front of her.
I took many years to know that
I love her with all my soul, and now
I am in deep love with
My sweet sweet sweet VIOLIN!!!