An Angel

Here is a guy looking at thee,

Who is at shy and may cry.

         Deepens in her make,

         Made him a little shake.

Oh dear, dear no matter where,

Joy and sorrow together share.

         Leave me alone it is nine,

          Some one waiting who is mine.

She is honey she is sunny,

Lovely creature needs no money.

         Neither jewellery  nor diamonds,

         All is fade oh | my friends.

For God had enough time to make,

Like a lovely birthday cake.

        Oh| angeli come to mine,

         For I didn’t worshipped yet nine.

Let us b2 and b  three,

Only if u are  then free

         No, not June but in july,

         Oh anjeli if I could fly.

 ( sputnik 1156)