I find your heart of beauty,
Being worth more than pure gold;
Lovelier than daffodils,              
When their petals do unfold.

Your heart is full of beauty,      
Its love makes my heart shine bright;    
It's welcomed like a full moon,    
In late hours of the night.               

The sweet peas have their tendrils,    
For your love, your heart they squeeze;        
How you give me your heart's love,      
You know how me you can please.

Your smiles sure are not seldom,    
And they are always welcome.