He makes me feel that I am nothing to him; br But still my heart says I am born for him. br My little heart aches for him, br Waiting to make love with him. br “Handsome” is a word for him. br I can never close my eyes in front of him; br Hollywood hero would feel jealous of him. br And even “Miss World” would fret for him, br Thousands of stars are gazing at him, br The beautiful moon fell in love with him; br And the burning sun can never stand before him, br My friends asked who is this him, br And I sang a beautiful hymn for him.