An angel called Arian
Let me tell you a story I met that boy- think he is the one Knowing him - what a glory Am the luckiest - calling him hun‘ Arian is his name he earned a lot of fame You don’t know him? So Lame! Other boys? Not the same! Saying his name - goosebumps are guaranteed Keep in mind, the angels name‘s Arian Falling in love, Lord, please don’t intercede La bella durmiente es pura His sparkling face - no matter if smiling, blushing or sad Lord took him away from me - give him back! Think of his smell - better than every snack Don’t dare leaving me - can hear my heart crack he is leaving sparkle everywhere he goes I am loving his body - from head to toes Thinking of being with him - my mind, it blows What’s special ’bout him? His style, brain, manners, pose Got rid of his past, that stupid memories . Ending this poem with lines in German Was ich für sie fühle? Das weiß ich nicht Was ich gewiss weiß, Schatz, ich liebe dich ✍️त्रिपुरा गिरी