ROSE for you
A roses broke in the grip of a tug's fingers Asking for a blessed prayer My red rose offered a heart that picked up, whether or not he in my lonely period laid up Restlessness leads the heartlessness Thinking of words, just say in the black book I speak in jengahKelopak the heart greets red in the blood Blue motionless emotion in the heartThere is a rumbling thunder in the chest hammer Come somebody here Receive the roses I grip this Pick with beautiful scented fingers scent.
