My red rose

Dark world of desperation

Cold night of segregation

And the nightmare of isolation

The wolfish oblivion ambushes

Wants to tear my little dream among the bushes

How dreadfully it roars

How lonely poor dream mourns

My dream of a red rose

My memory of a spring bloom

Which has released me from any gloom

My flight wing is your dream, sweetheart

Your cute laughter is the most beautiful art

Which takes me over the summit of delight

You’re the red blood in the life's vessels

Your precious love always in my heart nestles

My sweet red rose of the love garden,

Thank God for his precious gift and his pardon