A Gift of Flowers
[ A lover youth replies to his lover when he received a gift of flowers from her. ]
Darling, I welcome the lovely gift
As symbol of your love to me.
I don’t know how to convey my joy
And don’t know how to express thanks!
The aroma comes out from these
Is really the fragrance of your love.
My sweetheart, the fragrance of love
Can’t be hidden and it will come out!
Let me tell you my dear that my mind
Will be with you wherever you are,
As a cool breeze that reaches your
Heart slowly slowly with a feather-touch!