Have you heard, her whisperings in the air?
Have you smell, her beauty renting this sphere?
Have you see, her silhouette covering the moon?
Have you feel, the sun hides when at rise, her beauty loom?
Has your sense taste the beauty of Fatmata?
Have you heard, the world dancing for her presence?
Have you smell, the wind deploying her fragrance?
Have you see, her smile's scattering bliss?
Have you feel, her glance's spoke of peace?
Has your senses taste the beauty of Fatmata?
We have heard, the beautiful one's are not yet born.
But can searching eyes, described ''Fatmata'' that come?
Can this world produce the sweetness of her smell?
Can our feelings compare, dazzling feminines with the divine elegant her body spell?
Has your senses taste the beauty of Fatmata?
I have heard, the wind sing of her alluring face.
I have smell, the bewitching odour from her chassis grace.
I have saw the best of woman, this emblem bowl had pamper
But not even nature's angel can match this lady called Fatmata.
My senses have taste the beauty of Fatmata.
kemurl fofanah
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