I can't take back my eye's
From you the most elegant girl.
I observe the billowing,
The wavy immature,
The adolescence of Thy creature.
You become disgusted,
It's natural and beautiful.
I can't take back my eye's.
You the princess of flower,
Roaming hornets moves restlessly.
They try to sing an effective song
In a choked voice
To win over your attraction.
Your tremble and nimble eye's
Artfully neglects this prologues.
You trained by the nature
About their manners and customs.
You keep intact your solemnity.
Some of them blown out and gone,
Some of them wrathfully gone,
I whom you guess a bungler
Astonish you,
Is now your room for an idol.
Still even now,
I can't take back my eye's.