i would make the whole world prostrate before you
but i know you are too modest to approve

i can buy you the trendiest attire
but for the fact that you are extremely austere

i wish to fill your body with precious jewels
but they would be no match to your golden skin's gloss

my wildest fantasy was to fly-off on vacation to switzerland
but can your dainty body bear that biting cold?

i could make the world called after your name
but you would never appreciate such material fame

i want to crown you the princess of the microcosm
but jealous enemies might cause you some harm

i can easily pierce my heart and present it to you dear
but i fear it may hurt you, filled inside everywhere