She's not a fair lady
Not to be counted among beauties
But she's the one my soul has chosen
Chosen to be my partner and mate
She's not the one to be gazed
Not to be praised for her looks
But she's the one my soul has chosen
Chosen to be my destiny and fate
My soul has particularly chosen her
Not for physical and social status
But to be a partner in depression and distress
For she's the one who possesses
The requisites and pleadings of my soul
She's not the possessor of physical beauty
But the beauty of a divine soul
The inner beauty, the eternal beauty
O! world! if ever you desire to see!
The beauty of my lady
See her through my eyes and vision
And you will find
One of the most beautiful lady on earth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem