Cultivo Una Rosa Blanca (Verso XXXIX) - Un poema por José Martí

Cultivo Una Rosa Blanca (Verso XXXIX) por José Martí

Cultivo una rosa blanca,

En julio como en enero,

Para el amigo sincero

Que me da su mano franca.

Y para el cruel que me arranca

El corazón con que vivo,

Cardo ni oruga cultivo:

Cultivo la rosa blanca.

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I Have a White Rose to Tend (Verse XXXIX)  
written by José Martí

I have a white rose to tend

In July as in January;

I give it to the true friend

Who offers his frank hand to me.

And for the cruel one whose blows

Break the heart by which I live,

Thistle nor thorn do I give:

For him, too, I have a white rose.