Una Rosa Es Una Rosa

It's because of a woman
That I'm going crazy
I can't live without her
But with her either

And if from this love sickness
I were to go to the grave
Don't send me flowers
As this rumba says

I wanted to cut the
Most tender flower from the rosebush
Thinking that out of love
I couldn't get pricked
And while it pricked me
It taught me one thing
That a rose is a rose, is a rose

And when I opened my hand
And let it fall
The wounds on my skin
Started bleeding
And with its petals
It gently healed them
That a rose is a rose, is a rose

But the more it heals me
The more it stings me afterwards
Because loving is the beginning
Of the word bitterness

A lie and a creed
For each thorn on the stem
That by grafting onto the fingers
A rose is a rosary

I wanted to cut the flower