Bloom, my flower, for me and for only me,
Show me your inner beauty, that will bring me to my knees.
Reveal your magnificence, if only for a moment,
Make me believe your just what God sent.
Bloom, my flower, just for me.
Bloom, my flower, and let me view,
The gracefulness shown to a select few.
And if it's so striking as to make a tear in my eye,
I beg you not to stop, even if I should cry.
Bloom, my flower, just for me.
Bloom, my flower, bring me pleasure,
With your awe-inspiring beauty beyond measure.
Should you do so, I'll shoo away every crow,
So that you can safely grow.
Bloom, my flower, just for me.
But if someday you should choose to re-conceal,
And put me outside your impenetrable shield.
I shall honor your request and give you room,
So that he who is so fortunate to have you, may also see you bloom.
Bloom, my flower, just for me.
So, my flower, bloom for me just this time,
Wash away my misery and sorrow like a fine wine.
Bloom my flower, just for me.
