I love my flower who glows at night
I am a butterfly who roams at dark
I've never seen a light which shines so bright
Even seen from a far my eyes will spark
May you be my first and my very last
O flower, petals which are beautiful
I don't think about your life in the past
Because for they heart which is merciful
Troubles are just life's tests
I hope you understand thy problems
I always try to protect you from pests
Just to see you smile my blood doubles
O beautiful flower, by my bride
So that you shall be the source of my pride
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