I began swaying my curvey hips side to side. All eyes glued to my T shaped deep navel.
I began to sing like a siren while dancing like a seductress.
Singing: 🎵 My soft skin is enchanting I'm bathed in moonlight Bedecked in gold, drenched in silver I have worn the shimmer of rubies. I'm dressed up for you my King 🤴 Looking like moonlight has descended on the stage I'm a thunderbolt that has struck the entire court of Indra Here comes the nymph, straight from the heavens Pasarli laali ratnaprabha tanu nyaali Her presence has lit up the earth Her moonlit smile has brightened the stage Here comes the nymph bathed in moonlight My face is so beautiful, I'm a priceless diamond, I'm a rose in full bloom. My blouse (kanchuki), the silent sufferer complains about the heavy burden it has to bear my tiny waistline beckons you as does my chin, and my lethal eyes The King's ministers sing back dancing: she's the intoxicating goddess of love, dear sir she's the very spark of passion the fact that her fragrance has intoxicated the air is the wind's fault, not hers.
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