She...

She...

Is as sweet as fresh honey          

And as pure as first rain be

And she sounds like bells of church

She...

Is as lovely like a rose

More innocent than I suppose

And more kind than I could search

She...

When comes to me, I see

That she makes my mind flee

Away with all my heart

She...

When looks at me, I’m sure

That I won’t be living anymore

If we ever be apart

She...

When smiles, I can assume

Like thousand roses bloom

Calling millions of springs

She...

Is like a beautiful fairy

And sounds like canary

The moment when she sings

She...

Is like a shiny golden sun

And I feel like she’s the one

With all my heart whom I bless

She...

Is like a dream conceived in eyes

And the more it signifies

That she’s like a royal princess