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Rosales que fueron tallos de las rosas mas hermosas Efimeras tras florecidas su belleza tiene prisa porque la acaricie el sol que la bese con sus rayos que de su vida haga dos.
Los fríos vientos del invierno Sus flores le arrebataron Blanca mortaja de nieve tan efímera como ellas que beso la primavera y transformo en agua de rosas.
Empapando sus semillas nacieron mil muevas flores Creando miles de aromas cual si fuera agua de rosas se convierte en manantial recorriendo la montaña saltando de roca en roca
Descendiendo hasta la vega y al llegar a la alameda acariciarte los pies con su fresca agua de rosas.