Straight from heaven.

Flowers, mountains, showers and sky,

Today I spill, the reason they smile.

Why, are they lucky, and ready to applaud,

their fight and victory over the almighty god.

You are unaware where you belong,

let me show you the heavens you are from,

Time has it, the moment they lived.

The moment, the time your first cry they heard.

You were god's most beautiful angel, I am sure,

and he cried and he cried and he cried, I assure.

Today was the day my dear, yes it was this day,

when he lost his luckiest charm.

Your presence has brought me heavens,

his ill fate has become our life.