A rose garden

I planted a garden of roses,

In the days of long ago,

Red roses as deep as the sunset,

White roses as pure as the snow;

Of that beautiful world, belovèd,

You gave but to me the key,

And that garden of roses the fairest,

Was growing for none but me.

I planted a garden of roses,

But its ways they are wintry bare,

I have given back the key you gave,

Grows the rue where the roses were,

And the flower of my life I gave you,

Is a rose that has fallen apart,

For my love was the roses I planted,

That garden it was your heart.