1. I offered myself to the rose
So I was delighted with the soul of a soul

2. Of a white that surpassed its kind
And a red that excelled its genre

3. As if the hand had dipped it
In saffron with a dip

4. It was not when it appeared
Except a bride and wedding

5. I joined it the joining of my like
For a glance, smell and touch

6. And if it was touched by a heart
The familiar corrupted its intimacy

7. No, if one full of it came
Or if one absent forgot