Flower of the Lilac "has given you a name on the roadside,
It has planted you to enjoy your eyes and the scent of perfume.
Flower of the Lilac, in my heart you entered the tip, the tip,
And from a man in all nature I pretend to be a child.
Branches break as the first time and luck as "far,
Staying the same way tomorrow, I push the flowers into a book.
Perhaps only the suave fragrance, to be lost later,
But remain the contour of the purple-lilac flower.
How dearly, my dearness only remains,
And from your fragrant flower alas ... there is nothing left.
You gave yourself totally; branches, flower and perfume
And you enjoyed the passers-by on the road.
I open an old book reminiscent memories and cue,
Where I once placed between the fillets the lilac flowers.
By AmmA
