Rosatel
Brotó al amanecer, de un día de abril
Mi linda Rosatel, como un rojo botón
Al lado vió crecer, oculto entre un jazmín
A un apuesto doncel, que hacíale el amor
Y le llego a tener, un amor tan febril
Que no hubo en el vergel, quien le inspire pasión
Solíase mecer, en el tallo gentil
De su hermoso clavel, que acaso la engaño
En vano fuiste fiel a tu querer
Y nadie comprendio tu corazon
Son muchas como tu mi Rosatel
Las q han muerto de amor
Por eso solo a ti mi rosatel
Dedico con amor esta cancion
Porq en las hojas secas de tu ser
Esta todo el dolor
Pero un dia al volver, sus hojas a entreabrir
No halló al ingrato aquel, que herida la dejó
Y hacia el atarcdecer, busco sin conseguir
Los besos que otra vez, le dió con tanto amor
Al fin sin su querer, y al no poder sufrir
Tiñó de palidez, sus pétalos en flor
Herida al florecer, y ansiosa de vivir
Murió mi rosatel, sumida en el dolor
En vano fuiste fiel a tu querer
Y nadie comprendio tu corazon
Son muchas como tu mi rosatel
Las q han muerto de amor
Por eso solo a ti mi Rosatel
Dedico con amor esta cancion
Porq en las hojas secas de tu ser
Esta todo el dolor
Rosepetal
It sprouted at dawn, from an April day
My lovely Rosepetal, like a red button
Beside it saw growing, hidden among a jasmine
A handsome young man, who made love to her
And she came to have, a love so feverish
That there was no one in the orchard, who inspired passion
She used to sway, on the gentle stem
Of her beautiful carnation, which perhaps deceived her
In vain you were faithful to your love
And no one understood your heart
There are many like you, my Rosepetal
Who have died of love
That's why only to you, my Rosepetal
I dedicate with love this song
Because in the dry leaves of your being
All the pain is
But one day upon returning, to open her leaves
She did not find that ungrateful one, who left her wounded
And towards dusk, she searched in vain
For the kisses that once again, he gave her with so much love
Finally, without her love, and unable to suffer
She dyed with paleness, her flower petals
Wounded while blooming, and eager to live
My Rosepetal died, submerged in pain
In vain you were faithful to your love
And no one understood your heart
There are many like you, my Rosepetal
Who have died of love
That's why only to you, my Rosepetal
I dedicate with love this song
Because in the dry leaves of your being
All the pain is