Under the pale moonlight picture perfect lady
With full of hope waits for her lover long in veil!
Gentle breeze has tried all to uncover the lady;
Beautiful smiling flowers send smell of scent too;
The murmuring brook too sounds its music....;
Yet, she never relinquishes her resolution sure!
A horse shoe sound slowly has started yonder;
The white knight returning from long war
With full of dreams looks nook and corner
For his lady as promised long ago for union!
Enjoying his presence close by she plays lyre
Harping on the note of passion he likes high!
With a sense of success more than war success
He finally holds the lady's hand to kiss sure...!