One Perfect Rose / Un Trandafir Perfect Poem by Magdalena Biela

A single flow'r he sent me, since we met.
All tenderly his messenger he chose;
Deep-hearted, pure, with scented dew still wet -
One perfect rose.

I knew the language of the floweret;
'My fragile leaves, ' it said, 'his heart enclose.'
Love long has taken for his amulet
One perfect rose.

Why is it no one ever sent me yet
One perfect limousine, do you suppose?
Ah no, it's always just my luck to get
One perfect rose.

Dorothy Parker
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Un trandafir perfect

De cand ne stim o floare mi-a trimis.
Un tandru mesager fara defect;
Pur, parfumat, de roua inc-atins-
Un trandafir perfect.


Limbajul florii scris ca filigranul,
'Eu iti aduc inima lui direct'.
Iubirea si-alesese talismanul:
un trandafir perfect.


De ce n-am bafta sa primesc si eu
O masina perfecta, chiar discret?
Nu, soarta-mi este sa primesc mereu
Un trandafir perfect.

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