Oh! no! I really lost the sea,
my babies eye should see,
how on earth did they go free,
work worth alot of chakra rapsody,
energy which analgesic cannot remedy,
I miss thee with all my essence ,
if only I could reverse.

Twas the first fruit of my garden,
born gentle and mild like a young maiden,
mellifluous tune and words no burden,
Aw! times we travel miles,
sitting close with just our smiles,
conspicuous advance and drafting all form,
if only we did not depart.

Heaven's gate has embraced you first,
I tell you, none is yet to meet my taste,
of all my creation you are the best,
sweet babe have your leave,
I shall reincarnate your every brief,
serene was thy being,
if in me you exist forget thy father not.
© Sabifrosh