A light shower of rain fell suddenly,And the sunbeam quickly swallowed it up,Watering my precious rose,Suddenly freezing its colourful smile.
Its petals weighed down by the tears of rain,It could no longer gaze at the sky,But wet to the soul, the poor thing bowed toward the earth,Shedding tears of love from its eyelashes.
Red rose, so full of fragrance and scent,Why do you remind me of love today,Could it be you wish to heal my heart,And fill my loneliness?
O rare rose, the red rose of my heart,Do not hold tears of love upon your lashes,Live with the deep ache inside yourself,Forget those days of joy and games of youth!
