When her Beauty sways,
Its a pretty evening,
Like her honey tousled hair,

And if you felt her love,
You wouldnt feel so blue,

Sweet the stars they hymn,
Full and golden is the moon,
And I adore her, And I adore you,

With her Beauty,
Sweet the stars they hymn,
Full and golden is the moon,

With the loving gaze,
of my Soul,
I caress her Beauty whole,
And I adore her,

And when you feel her Love,
You dont feel as blue,
And,
I adore you
Reynaldo Casison