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Cuando las flores de tu rosal, vuelvan mas bellas a florecer, recordarás mi querer, y has de saber, todo mi intenso mal. De aquel poema embriagador, ya nada queda entre los dos, doy mi triste adiós, sentiras la emoción, de mi dolor... When the flowers of your rose garden, bloom again ever so beautiful, you'll remember my love, and you will come to know, all my intense misfortune. Of that one intoxicating poem, nothing is left between us, I say my sad goodbye, you'll feel the emotion, of my pain...
