Her movements, So computed,
she never commits errors
When she strolls, a million times, men swing to take a gander at her back
She tempts each man

When she takes a gander at you, somewhere down in her eyes
You will see deep yearning, sentiment
she poison with her eyes, she knows it'll clearly execute
Each man she looks, she takes his senses

Her waist, exceptional,
She curve it, men eyes rolls simultaneously
The way she moves her hair,
Her lips, painted red
Secures men in the place that is known for euphoria

Her moves, shape, lips,
Are on the whole celestial, paradise sent
Fallen Heavenly messenger, I call her
She's an excellent evil spirit
A beautiful demon.