I am in a belief;
belief to gaze all day and night; gaze at her curve,
curve of the lips and,
curl of her hair
that’s my girl with black tika.
glances that draw her soul through my eyes,
the wait i do for her message for me,
whose redolence and fragrance want over my nose that’s my girl;
girl with black tika.
For whom i can spend my life,
life for her existence on my presence,
a girl whose reply is my day,
girl whom i will never abscond
that’s my girl;
girl with a black tika.