This agony is so Sweet

It was an idyllic Sunday

with beautiful inspiration.

Her face shone like the moon

with a few pearls of perspiration.

 

She is an adventurer

with the will to defy the world

A captain of her destiny,

with fortitude she hurled.

 

She is a nice girl

who has an iron will.

She is from another world,

her looks can kill.

 

With one look in her eyes

I knew that I knew her.

With so much love in the air,

my heart raced faster.

 

I don't know about others

but at least I was dead.

Neither could I ask for some water

nor for some bread.

 

She is a bright girl

and she is in the ring.

She is the queen

who doesn't need a king.

 

My Love doesn't impress her

nor any of my sweet songs

She is carrying on relentless

and my agony prolongs.

 

Despite it feels terrible,

this agony is so sweet.

My heart treats me mercilessly

and to her it greets.