Not the type that when he appears, every woman goes wow.
But when he starts to smile, my senses numble,
My heart dances, I feel like a star,
And I wanna take a bow,
I don't wanna take any chances, not now,
What if I end up with a big scar?
They say the beauty of a man is a cow,
But what if the beauty of a cow is you?
Boo..
I just wanna be there when you've caught flu,
I wanna walk you to the loo,
You stuck on my head like a weave- glue,
And it's so true
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem