A beautiful creation,
The crown of the youth,
My little girl,
Thy tender hands,
Tending to elegance,
My little damsel,
My loving kid.
My little girl,
Make thy heart strong,
Thy pride keep,
Holy thou must be,
Thy tender lips keep,
Loving as a rose.
My little damsel,
The simplicity of the young,
Waves pass by thee,
The winds blow,
Simple as a child,
Love thou must remain.
My loving rose,
The pride of lions,
The weakness of the great,
In thee lies your pride,
Keep thyself now,
When the winds begin to blow.
The famous tunes,
In thy ears it sounds,
The taste of honey,
The bait of the hunter,
Behold the beautiful trap,
Decorated before thee,
Keep thy ears now,
The famous tunes,
Follow thee not.
My precious one,
Thy love wait still,
My little girl,
Patients needs thee,
The coming of thy prince,
From the skies,
A princess thou art.
The pride of my youth,
The joy of my day,
Love me now,
My morning rose.