Birds have gotten used to your gleam each morning
that they always pause their songs
and listen to your silence,
and it makes sense . . .

for when you open you mouth I die a little
when you open those eyes so crystal
I see a reflection of me nine miles away
your voice not only takes my breath away
it takes me to a different world

your smile is enough to melt diamonds
your body as beautiful as the sea almonds
oooh! tell me what I compare your beauty with
for I am already lost of words
when I see this beauty made in heaven.