You're the rose of my soul
In the world of weeds and nettle
You healed my heartbreak hole
Now I have the place to settle.
You've got the heart of gold
It seems you're the celestial or saint
You drove away me from the mould
On the edge of abyss don't let me faint.
When I'm obscene you tell me Je t'aime
Princess of moon, you're like a fable.
You don't wanna throne or big fame
Only with you I'm strong and able.
Rose of my Soul
© Copyright: Дитрих Даркер, 2026
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