There was one, then br Two, three, four flowers br Later, the fifth was picked, br As well as the sixth, br Me thought, 'it's not enough! ' br This one is a last pick, yes! br Most fragile and tender br No hands and hearts had cherished br Let me take care of it as well br With the rest of those nourished br Wow! Seven lovely flowers to smell!br br Edgar Andrade Baguiobr br