How I met This Lady

There lives one lady, whom I had never seen,

In the second floor, where I had never been

And every morning and every evening,

I heard her beautiful voice sing.

I had always wanted to meet her, but I felt rather shy,

And all my plans to meet her, ended up in a sigh.

I wished I could hear her all day and everyday,

And days and months rolled away till it finally turned to be May.

I couldn’t wait any longer,

All I wanted was to meet her

So I climbed to the second floor, where I had never been,

Wishing to see the lady, whom I had never seen.

There I saw this woman deaf and blind,

Singing aloud those words that came out from her heart and mind

She is the lady, the lady who sings,

And that’s how I met this lady with whom I exchanged rings.