Ramayana - Willow Beats

How he’s to break my bow and

Dawn begins too naughty and know the wait is over

Your body is a tower, your mind the shiver coward

Who and then we buy all, now we’re still on this so pretty

Furnaces in my heart, blood for my precious love

Then hook off my quiver falling

Of weeping willow, I don’t want my precious arrow

With wind of silent sparrow

Don’t let end this now, stands begin to grow

Don’t let down that road, might as well get fall

Get fall, get fall, get fall

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme

Tick tocking away, life begins to fade

Blossoming sense, they carry me away

Green smoky haze, blame mistake

Who and then we buy all, now we’re still on this so pretty

Furnaces in my heart, blood for my precious love

Then hook off my quiver falling

Of weeping willow, I don’t want my precious sorrow

With wind of silent sparrow

Don’t let end this now, stands begin to grow

Don’t let down that road, might as well get fall

Get fall, get fall, get fall