Pouring down like drops of rain, you came
A glance of yours made me ask your name
O! The one laughing like a flower
Your beauty seems to have a lot of power
To walk with you, my legs plead me
To talk to you, my heart leads me
Silently, when often to myself I speak
Your thoughts seem to reach their peak
Oh my beloved, I ask of thee
Will you spend your life with me?
Optimistically Pessimistic :-) 