Вершы: Iron Butterfly. Ball. Her Favorite Style.

Exciting were her eyes and refreshing was her smile
So loving was her attitude, she maintained all the while
She reaped in her softness which created a gentle mood
And if I ever felt hunger, she would hand me a bit of food

Ah true, she was exciting, refreshing and loving
And still found a way in which she maintained all the while
That was her faith, that was her favorite style
That was her favorite style