It is such a mysterious place, the land of tears
If you love a flower that lives on a star, it is sweet to look at the sky at night All the stars are a-bloom with flowers
Words are the source of misunderstandings. But you will sit a little closer to me, every day..
It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important
I love to lose myself for a good while…
If you come at four in the afternoon, I’ll begin to be happy by three
Flowers are so inconsistent! But I was too young to know how to love her.
She cast her fragrance and her radiance over me.