I think I've seen beauty, hoping that it's not a facade for trickery
Trying to attract what comes near from shocks of admiration, electricity

But that seems unlikely, for a beauty as that one to conspire such a conspiracy
For eyes give true character, as that is of truth and loyalty

As without speech, sometimes knowledge is hard to be known
But actions speak louder than words, the vagueness of the first statement clearly shown

That a glimpse of an eye, can see but to a mere moment
But the study of an action, can see the truth bestowed in it