Heart's lines

  O Baby stop to listen my heart's lines,

     'fore thee it can't speak but beats, 

    Thy passing way,thy gazing style,

     waving hair with cute smile; 

    Cuckoo's voice and peacock's gait!

    colourful dressing with charming style,

    in hands tossing mobile, on thy every

    walk, my heart beats and say;

    O baby stop to be mine, 

    O baby stop to be mine.

    Dimple on cheeks, A mark on lips &

    height perfect and fit, with white and 

    golden colour, round face oh yet no kiss, 

    soft and glittering eyes, aims arrow to my

    heart, and my heart says, 

    O baby carry me now i'm thine,

    O baby carry me now i'm thine.

    Accept me your gay or change your 

    passing way, thy beauty passes through 

    my heart, here it resides and stops, 

    for me, in my heart now no place, 

    O baby be mine it's my last line,

    O baby be mine it's my last line.