You call me the white rose.
Oh ,baby, come on...
Remember, the rose
Always has thorns.
This beautiful flower
Reminds me of love-
The joy and the sadness...
And nothing's above.
You whispered:"Don't leave me,
My feelings are true"...
I am saying: " Forgive me.
I can't stay with you".
The rose has thorns
© Copyright: Вита Франклин, 2011
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