A lucky girl.

There are so many flowers in one man's life,
but, there's is only a rose,
the one that he loves the most.
Isn't she lucky?
She is loved by the man who knows how,
who knows how to make her happy,
and yes,
he has made her the happiest girl in the world.
Isn't she lucky?
He showers her,
everyday,
without whining,
without sighing,
with love, tenderness,
and care.
Whenever she needs him,
he'll always be there.
Isn't she too lucky to be true?
Is it fated?
I guess she is just a lucky girl.

Fly me to the moon
And let me play among the stars
Let me see what spring is like
On Jupiter and Mars
In other words hold my hand
In other words darling kiss me
Fill my life with song
And let me sing forevermore
You are all I hope for
All I worship and adore
In other words please be true
In other words I love you