I see your smile instead of the frog .
I watch your face as it is the sun.
You are so romantic and my image.
You are the pleasure of my spirit since I was one.
Your passion is planted in my artery.
You are the inner beauty of my country beauty.
Your angelic face waters my heart thirsty.
Your care deletes the women from my square of my body.
The sculptures of frogs appeared as flowers.
Because you choose it to queen of roses.
Spring is ruled by your smile ministry of life and United Nations.
Political parties try to use the prophetic light to win elections.
Prime minster of angels , you put an end to hell .
You open the doors of Paradise to me if I stand still.
I am clever than Shakespeare, Madonna and Gorham Bell.