I cannot complain of my innocence,
You're my testimony straight from the start;
About you, I've no lack of evidence,
For you are the very weight of my heart;
Of you, I gather the lovely traces,
Your every motion's a graceful move;
Scarcely one's heard of any such cases,
You are the sole fact I care to prove;
Sworn an oath 'pon which your Truth never fails,
Attested Beauty beyond all retort,
As you, and you alone, may move the scales,
Easily established before the court.
Around you, my whole argument is built,
Removing any doubt about my guilt.