Chapter 32 my lover

my lover I will tell you my lover, My lover is a shy person, She is shy, with a peachy face, Peachy lips, and an azure heart. She has big black eyes, Those big black eyes that dared not look at me-- It's not that she doesn't dare, it's because she is shy, And when I cling to her bosom, You could say her eyes changed color, The color of azure, the color of her heart. She has slender hands, It comforts me when I am troubled, She has a clear and sweet voice, That speaks tenderly only to me, So gentle that it melted my heart. She is a quiet maiden, She knows how to love someone who loves her,

But I can never say her name to you, Because she is a shy lover.