Verse 1-
Up upon
Mount malindang;
In the cloud's
Where cherub's play.

In your arm's
In your arm's;
I shalt rest.

Verse 2-
In your dream's
Far away;
I will come
Up though my grave.

You have saved me
You have saved me;
From death..

Verse 3-
Our chariots
Sky high;
No more tears queen
Do no cry.

Amour
Est la r'eponse
Pour nous.

Chorus 1-
Sommeil, sommeil
Sommeil, reine
Sommeil, sommeil
Mon reine.

Sommeil, sommeil
Sommeil, Mon rever;
Sommeil, sommeil
Mon rever.

Verse 4-
Where your strung
Upon the cross;
I'll take you down
And feel your cuts.

I'll take your holes
I'll take your holes;
And your thorns.

Verse 5-
In the fire's
That you've been burned;
I'll be the water
That you yearn.

I'll quench you
I'll protect you;
My dove.

Verse 6-
In hell
And in the pit;
For you
My life I give.

For you to sleep
Peacefully;
Tonight....

Chorus once more...

Then some adding the end.... Lol

Mine reyna
Mine soul;
If I don't awaketh tommorrow
I'll seeith thee, in the angel grove.

Mine Jane
Mine sweet;
If the next day don't cometh
At the fountain we'll meet.

Mine lampway
To God;
If this spirit leaveth at dusk
I'll be watching aloft.

Mine queen
Mine soulmate;
I wanted to thanketh thee
For being mine protector, and mate.

Mine Jane
Mine Jane
Mine Jane
Mine Jane

I loveth thee
Me more.......



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane dedication

I kneweth when God saidst
Let there be light;
He wouldst sendeth an angel to me
It was Jane in the night.


©Brandon nagley
©Earl Jane dedication
©Lonesome poet's poetry

As tis I walked the wood's
Alone and afraid;
I hath found a honeycomb
As the honey drips, from mine sweet Jane.




©Brandon nagley
©Earl Jane dedication
©Lonesome poet's poetry

i.

On the aisle of Clarin, misamis occidental
Attentive i hadst becometh, ashore a chaste purity;
I kneweth her, she's been waiting for me.

ii.

Afore in the jungle's, wherein ourn touch hath connected
Aloft in the starry nebula's, whence when Pharaoh's directed;
Yet me and mine wild child, were streaming banner's of feral.

iii.

Althedish Hieroglyph's told of ourn second coming
Ourn craft was as in Ezekiel's time, circle's inside circle's;
We illuminated beshowing, towering ticking with none time.

iv.

No custom to be payed, for we art not slave's
I've waited this long, for mine queen of the shade;
I shalt rest with her, on the aisle of Clarin, risking, daring.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane queen dedication

Home?
Why shouldst I goeth home queen?
When I'm already home
Thou art mine only abode.



©Brandon nagley
©Earl Jane dedication
©Lonesome poet's poetry

When mine Reyna is down
I serenadeth her;
With freestyle poetry
Singing amour, loud.



©Brandon nagley
©Earl Jane dedication
©Lonesome poet's poetry

Just the
Thought of
Her turneth
Me on;
Now that
Is strong.


©Brandon nagley
©Earl Jane dedication
©lonesome poet's poetry

Poetry written
By a Filipino queen, and Greek king;
Telling their tale in blood.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane dedication

i.

Beset next to me
Coadjuvant to mine need's;
I couldst not asketh for more
Mine Reyna's all do I believeth.

ii.

She compasses me in Dwarf Daylilies
Her suntanned dermis is momentous;
Wallowed in her oversea's memories
A throne surpassing, Hari and Reyna scented.

iii.

In Luzon, the older part of the firma
Betwixt the Cordillera Region, see through pneuma's;
Hand-poke tool's, for me and mine dynasty amour'
To get tattoos, of her ancestry upon her own shore's.

iv.

Covered head to toe
By these inked protection's;
Spelling out the word's
Brandon and Jane's resurrection.




©Brandon nagley
©Earl Jane dedication/Reyna of mine soul
©Lonesome poet's poetry