The sun rises and sets
upon your sweet face
a bit of nature
in all its grace

The sun flames in beauty
upon objects below
a bit of kindness
doth it overflow

The sun shines brightly
upon a quiet land
a bit of humility
as I hold your hand

The sun rises and sets
upon your sweet face
a bit of nature
can ne'er replace

The beauty I see
upon your sweet brow
may it shine forever
beginning now