A rose for you, for you, that you are here
A rose for you, I've never given it to you
But inside me, all the flowers of fields and all the fruits of the trees are for you
But inside me, combine harvesters and tractors are working only for you
A party for you, for you, that you are here
A party for you, I've never given to you
But inside me, coca cola, orangeade, appetizers and pop corn are ready for you
But inside me, there's a huge cake of whipped cream to dive in, me and you
A waltz for you, for you, that you are here
A waltz with you I have never danced
But inside me, all the slow dances that I hear, I raise the volume and I dance with you
But inside me, you don't know what shivers I feel when I hold you
A poetry for you, for you that you are here
A poetry for you, I've never written it for you
Inside me, there are few words together with those that you have put there
Inside me, there are few words, but there is much illiterate love for you