The beauty queen's red rose in the garden, nothing immortal, wilted in the end

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Queen of beauty in the garden
You red roses become the idol of every eye
You teaser beetle and beetle seduce you
Love blossomed in the garden throughout your bloom

Wind wiping, you rocked down the other flowers in the garden
Blushing colors break the lonely in the morning
Mentari afternoon greet, roses bloom to joy
red clouds in the afternoon caressing the beautiful atmosphere with you

Red roses, you, for example, beautiful girls subdue the glory of the world
Is there a bored eye to look at you?
Perhaps this poem I write with a heartache that is urgent
Because I know every beauty will vanish in its time
There is no eternal beauty, I write to remember
Beauty will vanish with dreams one day