Queen chavala
You remind me of the mysterious
queen of zeebah Queen Chavala Isa
Oh heiress, ambassador of beauty
I see light in your eyes
That giveth hope to the young
And the adult find solace
In your smiles
Your heart forms a dwelling place
For Glad tidings
And your mouth speak forth voice
Like and elixir
Oh daughter from the
City of nature
You never bleach your tongue
You are natural
You are black, yet decorated
With a heart of diamond
That pump gold through
The tunnel of your veins
On this day
The princesses
The sun and galaxies
The flowers and the moons
Who feed on your light
Wish you a happy birthday
Cheers 🎂
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