I was drawn toward a rose in the garden
George Posca
I was drawn toward a rose in the garden;
It gave me great joy.
Yes, it kept saying: I am yours,
I bloom only for you alone.
I was drawn toward a rose in the garden;
I gave it my entire heart.
How could I have been so lucky?
It bloomed only for me alone.
I was drawn toward a rose in the garden;
Another has picked it.
What brought to me such joy
I will now find never again.