She\'ll remain a bud,
until faithful hand waters her
with genuine love
Fill her with happiness
in every part of her
Grew and blossom
in the sunshine of his love
Now the garden of his soul
adores every petal of her and
nevermind every thorns of her
A price of beauty of extra ordinary flower
growing wildly and bravely with him,
who made her just the way she is
and make her bloom a thousand times