I ask Buddha permits, marry my Muse
Buddha tells, Muse already married me.
I ask Buddha, a one's great love ever
Buddha tells, Happiness breeds with one's fate.
I tell Buddha, my Muse is my only fate
Buddha tells, nor conscience, make love in joy.
And O Buddha ask me that, what's my name?
My name is Siuho Jayms Chow, I tell that.
I ask Buddha why fate gives me that name?
Buddha tells, thou are green fresh foliage.
I ask Buddha, my beautiful work in life
Buddha tells, serve as foliage where Muse rests.
Shakespeare hears us from eternity, and praises;
O Jayms most beautiful lover on earth!