Mawar merah, cintaku … doo doo da doooo …
A long, long time ago, on graduation day.
Sudah lama sekali, pada hari wisuda.
You handed me your book…I signed this way:
Anda menyerahkan buku Anda … saya menandatangani cara ini:
“Roses are red, my love.
“Mawar merah, cintaku.
Violets are blue.
Bunga violet berwarna biru.
Sugar is sweet, my love.
Gula itu manis, cintaku.
But not as sweet as you.”
Tapi tidak secantik dirimu. “
We dated through high school.
Kami berkencan sampai SMA.
And when the big day came,
Dan saat hari besar itu tiba,
I wrote into your book,
Saya menulis ke buku Anda,
next to my name:
di samping namaku:
“Roses are red, my love.
“Mawar merah, cintaku.
Violets are blue.
Bunga violet berwarna biru.
Sugar is sweet, my love.
Gula itu manis, cintaku.
But not as sweet as you.”
Tapi tidak secantik dirimu. “
Then I went far away and you found someone new.
Lalu aku pergi jauh dan kamu menemukan seseorang yang baru.
I read your letter dear, and I wrote back to you:
Saya membaca surat Anda sayang, dan saya membalas surat Anda:
“Roses are red, my love.
“Mawar merah, cintaku.
Violets are blue.
Bunga violet berwarna biru.
Sugar is sweet, my love.
Gula itu manis, cintaku.
But luck may god bless you.”
Tapi keberuntungan semoga tuhan memberkatimu. “
Is that your little girl?
Apakah itu gadis kecilmu?
She looks a lot like you.
Dia terlihat sangat mirip Anda.
Someday some boy will write
Suatu hari nanti beberapa anak laki-laki akan menulis
In her book, too.
Dalam bukunya juga.
“Roses are red, my love.
“Mawar merah, cintaku.
Violets are blue.
Bunga violet berwarna biru.
Sugar is sweet, my love.
Gula itu manis, cintaku.
But not as sweet as you.”
Tapi tidak secantik dirimu. “