O for my love, art thou a princess amongst the roses, can I seek out your heart in my frail attempt at romance; as I your prince of forever become a knight on steed, to rescue you from your despair.
Sweet angel of mine, can it be that you are my precious pearl amongst the stones, can it be that we could spend eternity together, under the stars...following our hearts along the lonely passage through which time descends you my love, my sweet angel of light.
O for my love, art thou a rose amongst thorns, that it be true, we shall be as one this night. As our lips touch, and we say goodnight, and dream of summer.
