To thee! The destined damsel,
I know not, any flowery language to tell,
The meaning of you my life,
Happiness you bestowed in my strife.
It was chance, luck to meet,
When fruits blossom to its highest feet,
You and me! The destined soul mate,
Bridging the destined fate.
Since meeting you, my heart tuned true,
Yearning, nothing more but you,
You are but part of me,
Completing in forms, that I should be.