Sooseki

They say he is rude
Everyone says that
How many times have I said?
That innocent boy is my boy

They say he is stubborn
The people of the town say
But for me, he is a king
He is my boy

Oh, even if he speaks harshly
Inside, his heart is like butter
The one who seems as strong as a rock
Only God knows what he holds inside, better than I do

He is like a burning ember
But inside he is calm
Like a soft flower
My beloved is peaceful

In his red eyes
You can see the anger
But only I know
The tears hidden behind those eyes

His mustache may tremble with anger
And you can notice that
But behind that mustache
Is a shy smile that only I know

In the jungle, he is like a tiger
Roaring fiercely
But when the tired night comes
Only Sri Valli knows what calms him
The one who lies in her lap and rests

He is like a burning ember
But inside he is calm
Like a soft flower
My beloved is peaceful

He gives great prizes
Like a generous king
But with me, he is a poor man
Who only asks for small kisses

He handles big tasks
With ease
But see how he asks me
To help him find his lost shirt

He goes out and faces many adversaries
Like a great leader
But without me by his side
He never goes anywhere

He is like a burning ember
But inside he is calm
With a man like this
Any woman would be a queen