Once a gardener told me, in the gardens
Any kind of flower is grown, much less the
Rosas, first the ground is prepared, then the choice is made
The flowers and roses, the best for the garden to be beautiful
I fertilize with love and sweetness the garden of my heart, and
I watered it with hopes, selected the best rose, and planted it
In the garden of my heart, and that rose is you, you are the rose of
Garden of my heart, I know that roses have thorns but that
It is part of love, not everything is smooth, you also have to overcome
Obstacles
Once a gardener told me, in the gardens
Any kind of flower is grown, much less the
Rosas, first the ground is prepared, then the choice is made
The flowers and roses, the best for the garden to be beautiful
I don't mind pricking myself with your thorns, for me they are caresses
Sweets, because even the most sublime love runs into thorns
More bitter, but then comes victory and reconciliation, which
It is the most divine in love, I give you roses to match
Your beauty, I love you
Once a gardener told me, in the gardens
Any kind of flower is grown, much less the
Rosas, first the ground is prepared, then the choice is made
The flowers and roses, the best for the garden to be beautiful
