Not a beautiful face,
Just a nice look
Real and pure,
Not a nice or sexy figure
Clacking voice, she can't sing,
But I love her whispers

She got no pretty eyes,
But tears from hers means a lot to me
They say "she's not wise,"
But to love me is wisdom too
Sweet words are absent in her speeches,
But I got no lies in her promises

Maybe she cannot teach something new,
And she cannot tease me like they did before,
With her, I can differentiate bliss from woe,
Not like those who gave me temporary climax
They say "she's not a good person,"
But I knew that she's a messenger from heaven

Not sure if I'll call her my wife,
But I really know her worth in my life
Maybe these all are lies from my mind,
And I'm sure, love will prove them all
I once welcomed her,
But not even a single minute I'll say goodbye to her.