Sun ray
When full of tender feelings
I have a chance to see
Her greatest masterpieces.
The way her curly hair
Is waving in the wind.
I'm fallin' into despair
But don't stop to believe.
Her lips and gray-blue eyes,
Her smell, beckoning skin
Makes me enjoy my life
And every night to dream.
The only thing I wish
Is to be brave to say:
You mean a lot to me ,
I love you, my sun ray!
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