Madrigal [Madrigal]

Upon my dreams – red roses bringing luck –
Blue butterfly, you for a while did stay,
Your flimsy wings you nice and easy stuck
Then, with some grains of pollen went away,

To find a flower, maybe fair and new,
So off you flew, blue thing, in nature's blue...
And watched the roses, which were full of dew,
But didn't know that roses shed tears, too.

poem by Al. O. Teodoreanu, translated by Octavian Cocoş
Submitted by anonym
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