The root of the petunia will be known, Into the vastness of its crimson red, Beautiful and important, yes, undead, A life so special, and gracefully grown, A heart of gold that no man bequeath own, A happ' go lucky and amazing friend, So beautiful to know from end to end, Denied the dishonor to live alone, 'Tis so that love will stay with me for years, I will remember the sweet summer's day, Its sweet memory will not forget me, I'm unaghast to fight all of my fears, Like the heart of the sun, I won't decay, You are the petunia given to me.