​Beauty, fame, prestige and power

You may get yourself countless admirers

If you have one true love 

You already have all of the above

The other day I saw a man

Worked like an ass to get that brawn

Sickness got him, took his sass

Lost all the charm, looked like an ass

A wealthy man with power to boast

Arm candies dangling like ghosts

Everyone at his beck and call

Wonder who’ll stand at his fall!

You are rich not by money

Beauty is not of saffron and honey

When it’s time to go back to earth

All that’ll matter is how well have you loved