I fell in love with
A village school teacher
Who values tradition
Than modernity
Who respect my pride
And admires my beauty
He expresses his love for me
With big grammars
That I don't understand
He kisses me slowly
By holding my hands
Everyday we will meet
By the road side
Where he will tell me all the plans
Of me becoming his bride
His bicycle
Is our jeep
His sweet words
Sometimes makes me to sleep
He is my king
I'm his Queen
I fell in love with him
When I was eighteen
He teaches me the power of love
He made me to believe in the
Existence of Truelove
With his wonderful praises
I became shy
His sweet lips
I can't deny
Take me home
My love
Take me to the palace of peace
For all my worries to be ceased
Some may see you
As an ordinary teacher
But I see you as the
Master of love
With you I want to spend
My life with
This is the beginning of our
Myth.
Written By: Alman Kamz
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