You are my dream girl
I love you so much that I can't tell...

Ay, ay she is to return.
A true work of art...

Living in a world
With wondrous drastic causes...

Hello Stranger.
I come to speak of love...

My lady has two pink roses
Curved with rhythm upon her face...

Her pride in soul for me has expired, Expired like...
She was my faith Resting like bride of nightfall...