Arianna; roses bloom in your name,

Dear Mother Sky; sweet Sister Sea,

The miracle of you my love,

Revealed in all things around me.


The dancing streams that meander on,

Through forests and valleys so green,

Echo the beauty of your laughter,

Trees bow to you my Queen.


And the fragrant breeze it whispers,

Like I; your name so fair,

For the breeze knows dearest Arianna,

You are my rainbow in curved air.