Wait 'till you see her
See how she looks
Wait 'till you hear her laugh

Painters of paintings
Writers of books
Never could tell the half

Wait ‘till you feel
The warmth of her glance
Pensive and sweet and so wise

All of it lovely
All of it thrilling
I’ll never be willing to free her

When you see her
You won’t believe your eyes
You won’t believe your eyes

Wait ‘till you feel
The warmth of her glance
Pensive and sweet but so wise

All of it lovely
All of it thrilling
I’ll never bе willing to free her
When you see her
You can't concеive
It's so hard to believe
You won’t believe your eyes