Rosemary so delicate, she hop so soft
Her feet thy forgot to tap each stamp.
Rosemary so delicate, she hops so soft.
Her vanilla so sweetly moist her surrounding start to melt
Thy forgot to tap each stamp
Thy tear flow that run parched, thy tear of joyful flower
Rosemary so delicate, she hop so soft
Dancing so ruby her smile so discreet
Her feet not touched the ground
For thy petal so content
That gravity flew her to the stars.
Her feet not touched the ground.
That soul so silent, so sensitively strong
She need not to stroke thus land so heavenly polished
For her feet thy forgot to tap each stamp
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