Pain will strike - stay far,
time is a heartbreaker and a bar.
Do not look at me with loving eyes.
Destiny is a betrayer
and love turns in to a satire.
Dress me not with dreams of pearl
because I am not a good girl.
Do not utter words like honey,
sweet replies - I can't give any.
speech is a wicked sense
that can never meet ends.
Life cheats my love,
so don't hold me close
helpless in your clutch I will curl
because I am not a good girl.