On the seashores I stroll
admiring the white sandy beach
gazing into the crystal clear waters
In there, I spot a small shell
eye catching it is and I reach out for it
So small and yet so beautiful
You instantly come to my mind and to myself I whisper
"this is the symbol of my love for you"
There are many more shells around
but somehow this one I select among the lot
Just like I select you among many others
Other men who would love to be with me
You are special and rare
just like the shell I picked on the saeshores of my village.