in my garden are sleeping
white azucenas, spikenards and roses (1)
my soul is very sorrowful and regretful
from the flowers wants to hide its bitter pain
i dont want the flowers to know
the pain that life gives me
if they knew what i am suffering
the´d also weep for my hardships
silence, cause they are asleep
the spikenards and the lilly flowers
i dont want them to feel my pain
cause if they see me the´ll die weeping