The beautiful one
My heart yearns for you
Come to me my love.
Each time I see you
My heart starts to beat
Like the drums at Isukuti dance.
You are so dear to me
That each time I start to speak
All the words evaporate
And butterflies fill my stomach.
I long to express myself
To tell of my deep love for you
To share my dreams for the future
But I find myself at loss for words.
How I patiently wait
For that great moment
When we shall walk down the aisle
And exchange our marriage vows.
That very day
When to me me you will say
I do, just those words
Please come to me my love.