The New Year's Rose by Louis D'Aragon
Do you know the moon-rose
Do you know the time-rose
One is like the other
As in the mirror of the lake
One the other shows
Do you know the bitter rose
Made of salt and refusal
Which blossoms on the ocean
Like rainbow after rain
As the tide ebbs and flows
The dream-rose and the soul-rose
At market in bunches sold
Gamut of love forbidden
The game -rose the gamut- rose
And the rose of wasted steps
Do you know the fear-rose
Do you know the night- rose
Both of them seem painted
As sound is painted on lips
As fruit on the tree grows
All the roses that I sing
All the roses of my choice
All the roses I devise
In vain I sing their praise
To the rose before my eyes
dedicated to the memory of HSH Princess Grace and her everlasting love of roses.
Do you know the moon-rose
Do you know the time-rose
One is like the other
As in the mirror of the lake
One the other shows
Do you know the bitter rose
Made of salt and refusal
Which blossoms on the ocean
Like rainbow after rain
As the tide ebbs and flows
The dream-rose and the soul-rose
At market in bunches sold
Gamut of love forbidden
The game -rose the gamut- rose
And the rose of wasted steps
Do you know the fear-rose
Do you know the night- rose
Both of them seem painted
As sound is painted on lips
As fruit on the tree grows
All the roses that I sing
All the roses of my choice
All the roses I devise
In vain I sing their praise
To the rose before my eyes
dedicated to the memory of HSH Princess Grace and her everlasting love of roses.
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