From Guantanamera, the well known patriotic song of Cuba and with thanks to the blog of Vulpes Libris
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 ortiga’ cultivo:
Cultivo la rosa blanca.
I tend a white rose/In July as in January/For the honest friend/Who freely gives me his hand.
And for the cruel one who tears out/The heart that gives me life/I tend neither thistle nor nettle/I tend a white rose