She ran close to me

It was like the wind

I ran after her

But she was very fast

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At peep of new day

I felt so weird

I want face to face

But it’s an unfulfilled wish

 

I don’t know who you are

I lost control of myself

The Belle

 

Light up her cheeks

By the faint moonlight

Where did she come from?

What ever is she doing?

 

I don’t know who you are

I lost control of myself

The Belle

 

The Belle, The Belle,

She is the queerest girl

The Belle, The Belle,

She has ingenious idea

The Belle, The Belle,

She is the queerest girl

The Belle, The Belle,

She grinned at me