In my favorite book I have petals on the pages,
It smells in him, the smell of you.
Every petal will give you thought,
Forms together, the first rose received.
It was warm, it was sweet
Two passions fused for life,
Love for books, love for files
Love for flowers, love for you.
I will keep it with care and fervor
This memory of great value,
Love in essence and in simplicity
The first rose received, he has no death.