I look beautiful
Until my eyes are hypnotized to come
Even too beautiful to be fitted
But he did not want one thorn to steal one person
Believe him at night
Spread the day with the fragrance
Maybe he's cute
Until the line of ants approaches
And maybe he's funny
Until made me
Always smiling when looking at it
He appears to be hiding
Fun with its own beauty
I like he likes even they like
But unfortunately we can not afford to contaminate
Because he was too prickly
You're my White Rose!