I don't have you

Looking at the green of the woods

A red rose appeared wishing my hug

Squeezing my neck.

Without saying anything to me

This rose murmured In the ears of roses

It was all I knew.

I didn't know how to count

That's why I counted wrong

On the banks of this stream

That scared me a lot.

But you are a beautiful rose

As beautiful as a waterfall

More famous than a blue river

Dancing on my boat.