Do you still remember?
The lovely fragrance from this garden of mine...
Have you forgotten?
That I always...
keep the doors of my garden ever open for you..

You never came and caressed a flower
These colorful flowers I saved for you...
You must be afraid of my shadows falling on you
Still my love does not hinder me...
from planting another rose...
...and another rose...
the red, the yellow and the blue...
all fresh in the morning dew..
and waiting for you...

By Rina