Rosa with you , I see life full of beauty, at night I remember you , I see all those colorful dreams,
your eyes are the color of honey , in your eyes, the look is like a king, your lips are half-open, and your body is a burning fire,
your height is like a tall bird, your heart is softer than the morning, a bird is softer than the morning, a bird is softer than the morning, a bird is softer than the morning
.The redness of your lips is not in any colored pencil, you see it in the mirrors, the color is not so beautiful, the flower branch of our yard is adorned with its water and color, but when you are at home , hey, the color will fade before you.
