A white rose

On a green garden,
Under a blue sky,
There lies a white rose,
And you.

Angels music,
And an angel are you
Which from the sky you have fallen,
Just like a rain drop on a petal of that white rose,
Which is under a blue sky, on a green garden, But you;

You are like spring's first sprout,
Just like a button of that white rose that sprouts,
And that is ready to give her beautiness and all her love.
Because you have been born to love,
And I, I love you today and I shall love you always.