My sweet Daisy is like none can say.

She is far more lovely than the sunset;

She is like the sun to light my day;

She is like a heat that makes me sweat.

My Daisy is the one for me.

My love is like a blossoming flower,

My love is like a growing tree,

That grows to give me a new power.

My sweet Daisy is like none can utter.

She is like a goddess who walks the earth;

She is like a butterfly who''s wings flutter;

Her eyes shine like the gold she is worth.

And yet, as I''m concerned, I won''t flee

From my love, for I am the great Gatsby.