El Jazmin y La Rosa

These things don't always happen
That I'm about to tell now
It turns out that a jasmine and a rose
I heard talking late today

From what I could hear, it was about love they were talking
In their conversation, they both said how much they loved each other
Some may say it couldn't be that flowers speak

But I can assure you it's the blue language of loves
That love always makes in the voice
There are colors

There is a condition to believe what I have told
It is necessary to be in love like me
If the imagination of others is not fanciful
I am content to know that in me the story was wonderful
To the point of swearing that I am the jasmine and you are the rose