On cold nights, graced by the moonlight,
can be observed an eternity of love.
In a quiet garden,
a rose waiting for her love.
Beloved that comes from heaven,
seduced by the scent of the rose
allowed to decay in crystal drops on your body
and slowly drain their petals.
The moon, who observes everything,
intensifies its silver light
in order to perpetuate this love.
At dawn, the sun's rays that start the day,
ends the courtship of a loved one.
The rose, waits for her beloved,
that returns on other nights.
But one day, she will wither,
lose their scent.
Her, only the seeds
and the love of his eternal beloved remain.
The beloved faithful return to search for your rose.
Without finding it fall to the ground,
there will suffer in nostalgia,
feeding the children of love.
In this garden, his daughters love
other roses born.
Thus, on cold nights of moonlight,
one can witness the eternity of love
Dew with a rose
as a desire on the moon