My Fantasy

My Fantasy

Of all the things that I wish for,
From now and then—
And I hope I find it—
I desire a girl like Hephzibah,
For she is virtuous
And pious and gorgeous.
Unlike all the other flowers,
She blossoms in my dreams
And she is the light
That guides my soul
Through the gates of my nightmares.
Oh, she is a blessing.

She is really wonderful
Tough I never tell her that.
Well, does it matter?
Telling her is not going to change anything.

One can have all the riches,
I mean all the rihes in the world,
And still misses something;
But to have an Hephzibah
Is finding the real happiness.
It is finding the most precious
And refined stone.It is true what the saying says:
'Who can find a virtuous woman...
For a virtuous woman is a gift.'

She is worth more than a diamond.
She is more precious
Than a pearl.
My fantasy is Hephzibah.

And to find her
Would be a dream comes true.
But there isn't such a thing!
If there is one,
Then my quest ends now.
If one has an Hephzibah,
All other riches are worthless
But if one has the world
And does not have an Hephzibah
Then his life means nothing.
An Hephzibah is a blessing;
That is my fantasy.

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