Elsa Babe-150cm HB046 Inoue Miu-My Roses There are forty thousand roses in my yard. I used to sit in the yard with a book in my hand every morning, and the passers-by would praise my roses, and some would want to snap off one or two, but I would ignore them all. Until one day you came, Your smiling eyes narrowed into crescent moons, And asked me, "What book are you reading?". From then on, I knew all these forty thousand roses belonged to you.