The sweet song brought joy into the garden,
I am the rose, where are you, my nightingale?
Are you hiding behind the bushes in the groves?
Into the garden of roses, your voice brought joy,
O nightingale, for you I am loaded
with fragrance,
And you are loaded with melodious music for me,
Into the garden of roses, you brought a joy
Tell me, please, what attracts you to me?
My colour? My fragrance? Or me?
Tell me if you see in me your own beauty?
Mykoul
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