I’m able to love.
I’m able to be submissive, gentle and kind.
I’m able to look in your eyes with a smile,
Magnetic, so charming and wild...
My stature’s sophisticated and slim,
You’re crazy cause of my hair.
The one who’s with me can always feel pleased,
But never can feel serene...
I’m able to love.
I’m deceptively shy.
I’m always so timid, so tender, so quiet...
But my eyes never stop to say.
They are clear, they are clean,
So transparently shining.
They say you will be glad.
Just believe - you’re deceived.
They’ll become more vivid
And more gentle, and brighter,
Than the blue shine of skies, then
And my mouth is your very happiness
And my breast’s whiter than the snow, though,
Yet my voice is the sound of skiey rays.
I am able to love. Kiss you soon.
