Shall I compare thee to a fine angel？
And elegant， Beautiful， more like a rose
Your beauty attracts when your hair dangles1
Just like a picture in a perfect pose
And when I see you， my heart sTOPs beating
I tend to forget my whole existense
Little by little my heart starts healing
And the feeling of my breath being gone gets distant
I've come to realize you can't be compared
For your beauty is beyond my imagination
With this in mind， a girl like you is rare
With you， God made a wonderful creation.
Author： Joseph Paul