I grow a white rose
In July just as in January
For the sincere friend
Who gives me his frank hand.
And for the cruel man who pulls out of me
the heart with which I live,
I grow neither nettles nor thorns:
I grow a white rose.
Cultivo una rosa blanca
En julio como en enero,
Para el amigo sincero
Que me da su mano franca. Y para el cruel que me arranca
El corazon con que vivo,
Cardo ni ortiga cultivo,
Cultivo una rosa blanca.
En julio como en enero,
Para el amigo sincero
Que me da su mano franca. Y para el cruel que me arranca
El corazon con que vivo,
Cardo ni ortiga cultivo,
Cultivo una rosa blanca.
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As translated in Spanish-American Poetry : A Dual-language Anthology (1996) by Seymour Resnick ISBN 0486401715
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/ I cultivate a white rose
In July as in January
For the sincere friend
Who gives me his hand frankly. And for the cruel person who tears out
the heart with which I live,
I cultivate neither nettles nor thorns:
I cultivate a white rose.