Rachel is the most beautiful name to have ever been heard. 

It's like two hummingbirds singing a song. 

There is no name that is prettier,

If you can think of one than you've proved me wrong. 

 

Rachel is the sound of a river flowing on a sunny day. 

It flows and flows, but won't go away. 

The blue in her eyes is like the blue in the water,

And the blonde of her hair is like the yellow sun above her. 

 

Rachel is a blossoming flower,

A name that grows and grows as you say it,

Flowers do die but names stay strong,

Her hair is soft and oh so long. 

 

Rachel is a book, you can look at the cover and you've seen enough,

Once you pick her up, you can't put her down. 

When she walks away, it's time frown,

All books come to an end like Rachel has to go,

The last time I've seen her, she was beautiful.