More pretty than a flower

More pretty than a flower you are to me,
when in the morning you pass in the road,
when you hair shines, when I get a smile.
More pretty than a flower,

you turn me around your little finger,
I cannot avoid my feelings for you,
when your humanity and grace astounds me,

when I suddenly start to fall in love,
like a school boy I feel somewhat stupid
when I look at you, when I admire you and you are
more pretty than a flower.