FROZEN ROSE
The wind has brought me from the North
The little silver frozen rose
But it stays cold and doesn’t thaw
‘cause of the winter in my soul
I’m really cold as winter’s snow
I hate you all, you have to know
That I’m just walking in my dream
My rose is colder then ice-cream
And I love this eternal ice
So, you can see it in my eyes
But no one sees my bloody tears
And no one knows my deepest fears
I tell it only to my rose
That has been brought me from the North
(2002)
Frozen Rose
© Copyright: Ричи Реллик, 2009
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