Silver and gold mean nothing to a red rose petal.
It would never speed down a rippling stream seeking treasure.
So why do you whisper like the devil with his hat in his hand to me
When tranquility is all that I need.

There is no sign that says “For Rent” on my heart.
I have no need for a cluster of jewels when my evening ends.
Happy I will be twisting and turning in a blanket of leaves.
Take with you all your glittering whispers, I am full to the brim.

Within my soul, I hold great treasure. My feet are firmly planted.
All I have need for is the love that shines in my stars.
Silver and gold mean nothing to a red rose petal.
Go away, you cannot ever barter with me for my heart.

When all is still the sun is my gold and the stars are my silver.
My treasure is the tranquility I hold deep within my soul.
There is no sign that says “For Rent” on my heart.
Put your hat back on my friend, and be gone.