Her sacred name,
her celestial face.
Her slender frame,
her bewitching grace.
Her gray eyes,
her blond hair.
Her charming smiles,
her posts are fair!
Her burgundy lips,
her luckiest hand.
Her splendid hips...
Her clothes is brand.
Refrain А:
Isn't she my offshore breeze?
She is fine young miss.
Isn't she so supersexy?
She is engine of my fancy.
Isn't she the stimulant fire?
She is all fervent desire.
Isn't she..?
Of course, she is!
Her bronzed tan,
her elegant waist.
Her stunning smell,
her recherche taste.
Her delicate skin,
her perfect legs.
Her bone is thin,
her tempting sex.
Her weighty words,
her firm breasts,
her turning swords...
Her home for guests.
Refrain B:
Isn't she looking smart?
She is une oeuvre de l'art.
Isn't she verily mine?
She is intoxicating wine.
Isn't she mighty sweet?
She is the greatest hit.
Isn't she..?
Of course, she is!
Her divine body,
her slim eyebrows,
her jokes are funny.
Her surplus grows.
Her dark eyelashes,
her whitest teeth.
Her beauty smashes!
Her prayer I breathe.
Her flawless world,
her love is not for sale.
Her heart of gold!
Her man will never fail...