Oh my beloved, hear my name, Oktavio. I languish for you since I saw you for the first time. Now I will take my pounding heart in my hands, bring you this sign to declare my love and, no, I'm not going to ask you the question of all questions at that place. That's way to unromantic! And further on, I have to ask for a trousseau of 62,-€. But I'm more than sure that it will be ok for you, because my love for you will, like this rose, never die.