• who are you, young girl
    who's auburn hair flows freely
    and laughs joyously

    who are you, lady
    who’s touch makes me fall over
    and your smile slays me

    who are you, woman
    upon who’s hand my ring rests
    and who owns my heart.

    you are my "the one"
    my only source of self worth
    you are my true love.

    Ahebuki, yah zoujeti