To find a rose as fair as thee, As bright as thine rosy cheeks, One can ne‘er imagine, For of your face God speaks. Thine beauty is the bright sun, Laughter blossoming petals of rose, To find a love as fair as thee Is a quest that no man knows. Find a rose as fair as thee, And I shall be defeated sound, Alas! There exists no rose, For thou art found! Thine love is like summer‘s grace Always passionate and heated, The warmth of your embrace Leaves mine breath depleted. So fair thou art - Aphrodite Might hide her unwanted face, For only thee, fairest blossom rose, Can occupy her space.