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.