A body as if hewn from sandalwood, a presence rife with mischief,
slowly, the smile blooms upon your face.
A body as if hewn from sandalwood, a presence rife with mischief,
slowly, the smile blooms upon your face.
How can I be blamed,
How can I be blamed
if I lose myself to this intoxication?
A body as if hewn from sandalwood, a presence rife with mischief.
Like Cupid's bow your brows are arched,
the banks of your eyes lined with black.
Like Cupid's bow your brows are arched,
the banks of your eyes lined with black.
On your forehead, bridal vermilion like the sun,
Your lips smoulder like sighing embers.
Even the chance embrace of your shadow,
Even the chance embrace of your shadow,
Allows my parched heart the freedom to take root.
A body as if hewn from sandalwood, a presence rife with mischief.
Beautiful in being, your mind is a thing of beauty too,
Beauty embodied in an idol worthy of worship.
Beautiful in being, your mind is a thing of beauty too,
Beauty embodied in an idol worthy of worship.
There may be another who feels your absence,
But I too have a tremendous need for you.
I have waited for you for so long now,
I have waited for you for so long now,
Do not make me wait for you any more.
A body as if hewn from sandalwood, a presence rife with mischief,
slowly, the smile blooms upon your face.
A body as if hewn from sandalwood, a presence rife with mischief,
slowly, the smile blooms upon your face.
How can I be blamed,
How can I be blamed
if I lose myself to this intoxication?
A body as if hewn from sandalwood, a presence rife with mischief.
