She is so naughty,
If she smiles it seems pretty

When she walks on the meadow street,
The surrounding nature wants to do her tweet.

Once she was wearing a purple coloured shari,
The passers by started to make hurry;

She was wearing a necklace on her neck
Her silky hair was resting on her back.

She was holding a purple coloured bag,
Her legs were making zigzag,

She had put a small tip on her forehead
The photographers are running for their add.

If she gives a smile,
Someone's heart will be ready for exile.