
Lyrics
From month to month,
she lived as much,
as she could,
She was young and pretty,
attractive and pleasant,
a flower in its own right.
Her existence,
defined by fertility,
justified would be,
through her child.
She was young and pretty,
attractive and pleasant,
a flower in its own right.
She followed the fashion,
followed the man,
caught by her looks,
who followed her,
and the sweet poetry,
she recited,
that generations of men and women,
have refined,
throughout their lives,
She was young and pretty,
attractive and pleasant,
a flower in its own right.
The man of her choice,
a good father,
he must be,
a good leader of family,
he must be.
Her existence,
defined by fertility,
justified would be,
through her child.
She was young and pretty,
attractive and pleasant,
a flower in its own right,
a flower in own right.
