How magical are thou! O beauty?
Bathed cap-a-pie with heavenly oil.
Thou hath giveth me a glory
Better than Aphrodite’s heart.
Like the stars glitter on the paper-sky
Like a diamond gives a beautiful spark
In every ones heart.
And like a peacock struts romantically
In the eyes of lovers,
So thou finished me like a winter rose.
I drank from thy fountain
Heavily waters of glory that stings love in every hearts
Making women of men melt into nature again.
Truely, saying welcome is saying goodbye.
As time counts and keeps flying high,
Bringing the moon-of-old-age
To the door step of my intoxicated heart.
Now, before gray hairs and cracking bones
I see thou is just a painted form
Which in turn will kiss the ugliest worms,
When thy end finally comes.