Tu es plus belle que la musique.

I can never say it right, it always comes out wrong,

I can’t say it in a poem, or even in a song,

I can’t express my feelings, I lack that knowledge of words,

And the sky doesn’t do you justice, after all it’s filled with birds!

The way I feel about you, is hard to put on paper,

Stronger than an ox, more stylish than a rapier,

Yes, I just rhymed rapier for you,

And trust me, it wasn’t easy to do,

So I had to find a way to say I cared,

To say that I love you,

And knowing it couldn’t be something basic,

I searched this whole world though,

And I found something that I could use to say,

Tu es plus belle que la musique.