Bitter as it should be!

A bright, bright time

When she was my sunshine

Couldn't be annoyed, when

She was ready to lead her divine;

Her little eyes, made me

Cry- every time,

I can't resist, how much I

Try- whole night

The angel, who bring joy

With light;

How bright the ambience

throughout her life.

But now, she became sharpe

as knife- and;

A soul' full of strife

It's a bright, bright night

With bitter truth

And sweet lies.