Goodbye to all that, that I did for love – Love is labour mislaid, if you don’t.
Nothing’s perfect, not even I – the revelations I had, tells me that “you can’t be a duet – when only you sing the song”.
Mud and Blood does not mix so well. You were the blood, the others the mud – it all is in the eye of the beholder, and the beholder is you my beloved child.
So, Let’s dance another dance…….
I allways will have you on my memory stick, even do my fight for the love of your – I hope you understand, the flower is you and power runs tru you.
My heart will be broken, not from you my beloved child – but from the mud, your blood would not take any more.
But be careful, my beloved child, the mud will always lie to you – mud say it’s good and wonderfull, but hurt you it will, tell you lies forevermore.
You allways be in my heart, my beloved child – all do I’m no longer that close to you, I all ways will love you.
So, I ask of you, sing the song forevermore – all the children the love to receive, and don’t forget it when your old.
I lived a life for you and me, but now it is only you allone – So I hope you vil live for you and the child in you, don’t forget it when you grow old.
So, Let’s dance……. and live for the beloved child, forevermore………
I thank you from my heart, my beloved child.
Yours truly – Mr. Black Rubber Duck