Drench the young lady

Those sublime looks were amazing

             And amazing was her smile

Those eyes could make anybody crazy

             And could compel to think for a while

Just think and imagine the moment

             And try to visualize the scene

When you drench the young lady

             Does her beauty really mean!

The monsoon at its full swing

             And the downpour at its force

She walked down the street

             Through a straight long course

Oh my dear God

             Why did you bring this rain?

You did drench this young lady

             And your effort wasn’t vain

You drench the young lady

             And she blushes with shame

Her clothes stick to her curves

             And her beauty isn’t the same

Droplets of rain drip down her neck

             And her lips shiver in the cold

Her body blossoms in that rain

             Turns her beauty manifold

I only desire to kiss

             Or probably desire to care

So whenever you drench the young lady

             Just make it sure that I’m there