Of all the women, I chose only you...
I liked your figure,
Out of a thousand, you chose me...
I liked my smile.
And when we walk in the Park
All men look at you,
Again & quot;I turn on my wit"
To itself closer, for hand holding.
But you don't hide your love...
You kiss on the lips often, gently,
And you always save me in everything
I behave diligently in love.
Your sweet laugh turns me on
When I kiss your nose,
My Soul flies to heaven
Only your admiring beauty!