I offer you the moon set in a summer sky

That is mine to give, seorita.

I offer you the breeze singing a lullaby,

That is mine to give, seorita.

I can't bring a golden crown set with pearls and rubies rare,

But I can bring a rose and place it in your hair.

I offer you these things that come from up above,

I give them and my love to you.



I can't bring a golden crown set with pearls and rubies rare,

But I can bring a rose and place it in your hair.

I offer you these things that come from up above,

I give them and my love to you.