You're found in the garden of roses,
Like a true incarnation of love.
As a prayer of heavenly forces,
Cupid's songs were sounding above.
And these melodies merged with my soul's tune,
When you entered my sorrowful life.
Since that time, I've been thanking a fortune
For the way that it made me alive.
Картина: "Душа розы", Джон Уильям Уотерхаус