You're my flor
My Daisy, my baby's breath
My life
But lately
You've been nothing but regretful
In my eyes
You were once a pretty flower
Now you're nothing but a weed
What happened to my fiorino
My flor to keep
I hope you bloom into the aster Celeste
That you are one day
Because I think you've got potential
That you should try to save
Take my advice flor
Before it's too late
And blossom into the beautiful
Fiorino today.
