SEEN A PAIR OF PEACEFUL LIPS

Now the evening came,the stars all chime
Musical, Musical,the guitarist passed by—
The greeny moors of the country dale
And tuned his magical device
with rustic thoughts all wandered around
The fields of new hope.

O musical,the guitarist attuned..
While all the pains dissolving away
While all the pains dissolving away
Heard are peaceful melodies
And seen a pair of peaceful lips
Before he left..