Gulmuhar!
O lonely tree!
O tree of love!
O tree of sorrow!
All the year,
Just like you,
I am lost
In some thoughts,
Waiting for the spring to come!
Ah! when arrives the spring,
Gulmuhar! O lonely tree!
I put an attire of
Soothing tender memories,
Like your leaves green!
And adorn myself with
Bright agonizing wounds
Like your flowers orange!
