Classic Poem

See, my well beloved, I bring thee
This flow'r, whose petals float
Upon the silent waters, while the waves
Rock it into Springtime dreams ...

Dost wish to take it with thee?
To adorn thy breast, my beloved?
Under the leaves it shall be hidden
In a profoundly silent sea ...

Child, be careful not to dream
Too near the dangerous waves.
The little riplets are feigning sleep
Beneath the entangled lilies ...

Your breast is the light wave,
'Tis dangerous to draw near it!
The intermingled lilies on the surface
And the little riplets feigning sleep ...