My Angel by Eureka Bianzon Robey

My angel we’re almost near to reach the sceptre moon
From the songs we sing with
Loving tune
How fondly we played our music
Very precious  moment of  having each other

My angel this night with you is such serene and fair
Feeling the cold wind blowing upon your hair
Sweet night of music of being with you
My angel my heart never stopped beating because of you

Oh my angel with innocent face
You’re the sweetest lore after a long day
Your charm never ceased still with amazing glaze
You’re melodious voice vibrates
The surrounding place

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