Cyclamen, your beauty is overwhelming
But your meaning bewilders me
You come in different colors
But my memory you are engraved in pink
You bear the lasting feelings and sincere affection
In spite of this I would refrain myself from you

Camellia, I'm sure I would find you
In soldier's letters, in sailor's books
The yearning and tears that are seen in their eyes
Are reflected in your petals
You carry the longing of their beloved
A beloved who awaits their return on lonely nights

Daffodils, You know many stories
of unrequited love and tormented souls
I stand here amidst your field
Scared to pluck you , though I know I'll have to
You golden beauty doesn't rust
Just as these feelings that never fade