An Ode to my Arike.
May I not live to see the day
my heart stops loving you.
May I not breathe the day
my heart beats no more for you.
Arike
You rebuffed robes of gold
for my stitched rags..
Arike
You chose not to sit on a stool of diamond
but to share my cracking floor with me
Arike mi
Only in my empty arms,
you find your solace.
You made a palace out of my no-good home.
Arike, riches shall come my way.
Fortune shall knock my door
and then, I shall drench you in wealth.
I shall love you till the evening of our lives.
I shall take your love to my grave.
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my heart stops loving you.
May I not breathe the day
my heart beats no more for you.
Arike
You rebuffed robes of gold
for my stitched rags..
Arike
You chose not to sit on a stool of diamond
but to share my cracking floor with me
Arike mi
Only in my empty arms,
you find your solace.
You made a palace out of my no-good home.
Arike, riches shall come my way.
Fortune shall knock my door
and then, I shall drench you in wealth.
I shall love you till the evening of our lives.
I shall take your love to my grave.
© All Rights Reserved