A Beleza da Rosa

You have the beauty of the rose
One of the most beautiful flowers
You are the flower of my beautiful garden
And I want her all to myself

Your soft perfume
Sometimes it makes me jealous
When I kiss you, I feel in my heart
The pulse of the purest passion
Although

I'm afraid that your rose beauty
Turn into a thorn
I almost die just thinking about it
In losing your affection

I'm afraid that this passion
Be an endless illusion
I'm afraid you're not the flower
From my sad garden

Your soft perfume
Sometimes it makes me jealous
When I kiss you, I feel in my heart
The pulse of the purest passion
Although

I'm afraid that your rose beauty
Turn into a thorn
I almost die just thinking about it
In losing your affection

I'm afraid that this passion
Be an endless illusion
I'm afraid you're not the flower
From my sad garden
From my sad garden
From my sad garden