Rose

Rose is red,
Red is rose,
It is beautiful,
That everyone  knows.

It shines,
In the golden light,
It dances,
In the beautiful night.

When rose sees,
Spring is coming,
It whispers to her neighbour,
Winter is dead.

When rose smiles,
We all smile,
When rose cries,
We become gloomy.

Red rose, pink rose or black rose,
Black rose, pink rose or red rose,
Everyone is pretty,
We all know.

It is a sign,
Of activeness in a person,
It is a sign,
Of unity between two lovers.

Rose is red,
Red is rose,
It is beautiful,
That everyone knows.