My Sweet Flower
Alas ! I stepped over the rose
For it has lost its scent
Your beautiful smile has faded
Deprived of its sincerity
The glare in your eyes fainted
For it has lost its splendor
I held up long the tears
For they stream without generosity
I was delivered to the despair
After the great and good hope
I wander lonely and aimlessly
Deprived of your love
I have embraced sadness
For my daily bread.