If" her heart should have been a page,
I should have wrote the saddest lines,
If only she can pretend to be love by the king that says "he,
Tonight I will write the saddest lines,
I stand to view a million in one,
Who's as beautiful as her? None,
So cool she is, lips so fluffy like a creamy paste,
Even behold her silky waist,
If our hope relent on our fate,
Tonight I will write the saddest lines.

This love is not blindness, but sadness,
My love is now bumping and jumping,
My tears and plea remade nothing but wasting,
My love is tough but fate is revolting;
Sometimes she sends her soul-mate beyond my gate,
We all shed bloods, I wish she could relate,
Maybe she loves less or my appeal was too late,
Is this that we called love or...