O Flower of Purity, Why are you wilting in the showering rain
when you should be so fresh and pleases the eyes of the beholder?
The sweetness of the smiles between two hearts had gone
in its place lies the unseen tears in the rain, the soul battered badly
Flower of Purity, loving thoughts for you are for eternity
and engraved in the deepest fold of the heart, warming it from coldness
Your sweet scent will linger in the air, a solace to a weeping heart.