Gaze at the beauty of the rose,
Not being able to touch it because
Its thorns just make you suffer and bleed.
Look at the dove flying,
Which sees our hate from the sky,
And gives us peace.
See how brilliant a diamond is,
And enjoy its perfection,
But how imperfect we are.
Now see your woman,
How her beauty shines over the world.
And her love makes you feel that she is the goddes
That created all this wonderful place just for you.