Beauty is a painting of God's love
When your color blushes between reds
Broken between your blooming density
Eternal nature with its majesty
Red roses,
Your garden is like a garden of heaven
Blossoming among the aura of peace
A quiet sound of the evening breeze swirled
The embodiment of eternal heavenly beauty
Red roses,
Thorns still take care of you
But your beauty is still unraveling from behind the petals
Yours,
Thread my senses
My flower,
You pralambang a love
Its hidden from the red heart
Stick with color
Stay in true fragrance
To keep the beauty stay
In the crown of each crown of your crown
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