Her nature, what i find

Ages break into a pride upon her

Hey beauty, what i find

The nightingales of the garden welcome her

Her style, what I find

The deers of the forest, chase her

Her smile, what I find

All the bees come to kiss her

Her shining - face, what I find

The morning - sun, looks pale before her

Her love, what I find

Mothers want to embrace her

Her attitude, what I find

Often I keep my heart before her