I will not let you step on the threshold of puberty. I will not let you step on the threshold of puberty.

The little bud unfolds itself, To know about the realm of the world, The little bud unfolds itself, To know about the realm of the world,

O' god, Let that baby bud... O' god, Let that baby bud...

When the risk, To remain tight, In a bud.. When the risk, To remain tight, In a bud..

In between green leaves, a small bud peeped out Heart filled with anxiety In between green leaves, a small bud peeped out Heart filled with anxiety

This poem shows how a rose emerges from the bud and at the end, it is plucked. This poem shows how a rose emerges from the bud and at the end, it is plucked.