
"I cultivate a white rose / in June and January".

"For the sincere friend / who gives his hand".

"Before dying, I want to share / the poems of my soul".

"And for the cruel one who would tear out
This heart with which I live.
I cultivate neither thistles nor nettles
I cultivate a white rose".
This heart with which I live.
I cultivate neither thistles nor nettles
I cultivate a white rose".

"My verses are light green,
But they are also flaming red."
But they are also flaming red."




