The beauty and the felon

Once upon a time Behold the stream of everlasting dote The fiddle and a young stag Cute, happy, naive young love Happiness lighten their infinite world Hidden deep in those pages of memories Prompt the deed sad wound Covered with a rosy smile Even with the blissome past days Comfort were never felt Life become the hardest to live As the felon become dark The eyes, chico they never lie He became her sickness But silence was the best she could give as days went by heart became the betrayal As her wrath world lies within him The past always win It becomes her sickness even when she has no weakness Yarning for the old memories no words are sent to say 'hello' Love walks away slowly over For months they haven't spoken Will the beautiful night be killed with silence? More days paved sorrow disguise in joy garmet For,  the beauty tears can wash a country eer There is no point in trying He died decades ago Day after day; she tried, oh so many a try But will the flame of love be quiet forever?