a red rose
blosoms in the late autumn garden,
fragrant and beautiful
innumerable people are fascinated for her
but this beautiful rose
why deep in gloom
in late autumn she sings sad songs,
who knows her heart?
ah, lonely rose
the rose without branches and leaves as foils
she thinks back the verdant summer
she calls for the green spring
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