The thinkings of a rose.

Thinkings of a rose.

I am a rose

Only a rose

No more than a rose

And no less than a rose

I don't know if you can understand the roses

Perhaps a rose it's quite complicate for a man

But a man it's not complicate for a rose

The man can smell my parfum if he wants

Can see my beautifulls colours if he wants

Can think in my beauty if he wants

Essential things that the man can do with the rose

Pleasure things

But some men cut me and so that I dead in a vase with water a few days later

Crying my destiny with mute words of pain that men can't ear

I am a rose, only a rose, no more, no less

But remember this next time you see me

I'm not yours, I'm not a property of anyone

I am a live being

See me, smell me, think on me

But not kill me, please

The rose

(José Ramón Carballo)