I can’t compare you to a scented rose,
Or can I compare you to a gorgeous day?
Can I believe it is me that you chose,
To walk with in such a romantic way?
No wonder I am swooning for you, love,
You stand out like an angel in a street,
Your voice flies to my ears like a dove,
And always keeps to such a flowing beat.
I will love you until the sun won’t beam
And every day I see you is a dream