I Am Downstairs

I am downstairs, oh my dear God,

Heal the feel of yours, oh my dear Lord.

You are so sweet and nice,

Please listen to my heartiest splice.


Hope you are not busy,

Hope I haven’t got wrong.

Hope you rejoice your voice,

With my ever-unpleasant Song.


Can you fulfill my pray?

Whole night will I say?

I am yours and you are mine,

Time and again I will be prime.


This state is unpleasant,

Hopeless like a hard worker-peasant.

May I send you some cards,

feels lonely when you apart.


Oh, my friend, come to me,

Long way I do see.

Everything emptied here,

But without the love spare.

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