Ghanian queen

Sun light glistening across the sea.
Sun-kissed beauty beckoning me.
How can I maintain you know what you do.
Queen of ghanian. Goddess to all who see.

I come at your beckoning call.
I never tripped but how hard I fall.
Your simple glance leaving me in awe.
You control me and everything in all.

Don't let me go ill nourish from your sweat.
Your beauty mor captivating than the sunset.
Your hand pressing my cheek.
Your lips leave me unable to speak.