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
गुलेरिया ४ बर्दिया।