Silencio

Sleep in my garden
the white lilies, the tuberoses and the roses,
My soul very sad and sorrowful
to the flowers wants to hide its bitter pain.

I don't want the flowers to know
the torments that life gives me.
If they knew what I am suffering
they would cry for my sorrows too.

Silence, they are sleeping
the tuberoses and the lilies.
I don't want my sorrows to be known
because if they see me crying they will die.