Pour mon cher amis avec beaucoup d’amour !
White violets I’ll gather
To weave for her hair,
And tender narcissus,
Dark hyacinth too.
Then I’ll braid it with crocus
And lace it with lilies,
And crown it with roses, red roses of love.
When I place my garland
On her scented brow,
Bright petals will fall
Like soft rain in her hair.
Meleagros 1st Century B.C.
From The Castle Lady con baci moltissimo !
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