by The Mysterious Smile
The mysterious smile I call thee
The mystery of hidden roots of a tree
Rosy blossoms of cheery Cheeks
Colourful orchard down the hills
Attracts passers and heavenly seems
Called it smile that simply frames
The smile that kills but shortly cures
What a mystery of beauty has thee force
What a magic and what a shape
The world smile and with happiness filled
The mysterious smile I call thee
The mystery of hidden roots of a tree
A day has passed with beautiful night
Sooner I fight with a fearful fact,
Was it real or another un-true fact!!!
Was it the same!!! The same Smile?!
What a shape that`s seen far a mile?!
Slighted knives of sharpen teeth
Liar smile of foamy beauty never to faith
Nearer and nearer approaching by
Frighten adults while children cry
It the smile, the mysterious smile I call thee
The mystery of hidden roots of a tree
