I dream about thee, dear RoryLookin flowery, so pretty
"Thou art the world to me,"
As I talk to Ljubi's belly
I dream about thee, my Rory
I cried, while thou are smiling so tenderly
I said, "I couldn't take care of thee,
I'd be faraway, but my heart,
they belong to thee..."
How I love thee, my Rory
Thou art such a chubby chubby
Thou have all the love of my ljubi
And I dream about thee, little Rory
forgive me, thy flowery auntie
I heart thee
I cry for thee
...
So I dream about thee, my petite Rory...