This maiden has a noble profile,
Her body is so nice and fragile.
And If I were my friend
I’d marry her and her land.

I still recognised you.
You did resembled Pugh.
His eyes were deeply blue.
His masterpiece was new.

But opposite to him,
Your eye possessed the beam
X-raying my dark dream
And making me so slim.

When your feelings are shaken,
When your spirit is taken,
When your body is cold,
When your house is sold,
You will be revealed
To be quite skin-peeled.

I was so eager to be your wife.
But your have left me. I've lost my life.

Your soul is so complicated.
We urgently were to be dated.
I whisper to you, “Come to me.
Be my tender cat, mon ami.”

I miss you all day and all night.
I feel we have our might.
I need your particular word
That can be delivered abroad.

I like your unusual soul.
I try to break this useless wall
That’s capable of breaking us.
You’re my unpredictable chance.

That banger produced such a fire
That burned a maniac - horrifier.
This person produced such a stress
That horrified even in death.
Oh, Lord, your should take gratitude
For giving to people salute!

I thought I could rely on you.
You made me change my point of view...
I'm alive and you have died.
And that is why I am alright.