Una Rosa È Una Rosa

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

If for this love sickness
I were to bury myself in a tomb
I wouldn't even have a flower
As this rumba says

I picked a tender flower
Because I thought
That being tender
It could never hurt me
But as I hurt myself
I understood one thing
That a rose is a rose is a rose

And when I opened my hand
To throw it away
Blood fell
From my skin
But with its petals
She affectionately healed me
That a rose is a rose is a rose

If she takes care of me more than before
It hurts this heart more
Because love has its shore
That is kissed with pain

A lie and a belief
Every thorn of its stem
Are embedded between the fingers
And the rose is already a rosary

I picked a tender flower
Because I thought
That being tender
It could never hurt me
But as I hurt myself
I understood one thing
That a rose is a rose is a rose

And when I opened my hand
To throw it away
Blood fell
From my skin
But with its petals
She affectionately healed me
That a rose is a rose is a rose

A rose is a rose is
A rose is a rose is

I picked a tender flower
Because I thought
That being tender
It could never hurt me
But as I hurt myself
I understood one thing
That a rose is a rose is a rose

And when I opened my hand
To throw it away
Blood fell
From my skin
But with its petals
She affectionately healed me
That a rose is a rose is a rose