Sweet smiling face
Flowing black hair,
Flying in the fair weather,
Looks like an angel
When Rosy smiles she smiles,
That is the happiness of life.
No, other damsel can be so sweet
The Rosy lips with deep eyes?
In the sight as lover
She is the one none other,
Rosy lips with dreamy eyes,
Sweet echo of Rosy voice-
A bell to hear and rejoice.
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