Your face illuminates
us, it fascinates us as a star still for unmasking. There in the distant your
Universe, the shine of your eyes is the splendor of the sun that vibrates as
the life of the Nature of your beauty. So juvenile, so natural, as pleasant as
the purity of the water of a river descends of a mountain. I want that your
beauty shows us the road of the immortality, of the happiness.
The beauty is the
woman's sublime art. Pure, it reaches the perfection and it just magnetizes
with the glance. He is for besides the sixth feminine sense. The beauty is the
woman's mystery that never somebody will unmask. It is that that moves us and
it restores us the forces, that it balances us in the day by day. Without the
woman's beauty our life extinguishes as a desert. The beauty is our comfort,
our refuge, our hope, our dream. To live is because to dream with the beauty.
When the sun rises the
face of the beauty shines. The beauty enters, he makes party. The glance also
shines intensely of eloquent desire. The most sublime of the Universe is the
conquest of a woman's beauty. A her simple gesture announces the presence of
her beauty. Her mysterious smile drags us for her interior, and there the
beauty irradiates her splendor. Only the beauty makes us immortal. It is for
that reason that your beauty will be sung in verse and in the books immortal
writing, as the jasmine of Pakistan.
That a smile always
illuminates your life, be your guide, your hope, your longings for you win the
future fights. The perseverance is the mystery of our success, of our
happiness. And that everyday of your life are always happy birthdays. I wish
you of the deepest of my heart, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
In that spring
landscape the youth smiled you inviting, where all of the roads of the beauty
hug each other. It is a charm to enjoy the offer of such angelic sculpture.
Only the beautiful in the marvel, comforts us the soul of the supreme treasure
of your beauty.
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