A perfect red rose!
Seen in the garden of kings and queens;
A perfect red rose!
Seen in the bowers of emperors;
Very nice,
very precious,
With the muse of peace and care.
Muse!
With the signs of life;
Stretched across the garden of love.
Flowers, bowers, followers, blowers, mowers!
Seen in the garden of kings and queens;
Love!
Learning the ways of life;
And, with the lovely muse of life like the prefect crystal.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem