As Rosas Não Falam
Beth Carvalho
Roses Don't Speak
Hit once again
With hopes my heart
Because summer is ending
Finally
I return to the garden
With the certainty that I must cry
For I know well you don't want to come back
To me
I complain to the roses, but what nonsense
Roses don't speak
Simply, roses exhale
The perfume they steal from you
You should come
To see my sad eyes
And, who knows, dream my dreams
In the end
