The woman,
A woman in her youth,
She’s standing on the earth I stood
in prime now she stares at the blue jovial sky.
Her hair was caressed by the breeze of morning grace,
waving in a pattern of a meadow in a spring.
I’d like to say hello…
The woman,
a woman that I stare
She made her tiny pretty lips dancing
with a whisper of the morning bird that hauntingly pretty.
She made my heart pounding like a drums parade,
pounding all around the town. She’s fine!
I’d like to say hello…
The woman,
A woman that I stare,
Her bright glittery eyes facing toward my eyes, mildly seek my soul,
Only I know how, a way that can’t be sang. She’s fine.
And then I say hello…
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