Black Roses

Black roses

Just offer me a dozen roses of black

To remember all the sad times without you

The perfume of dying hope taking me back,

In times when I knew how to love too...

Trying to run away from sorrow and pain,

While my heart, the wounds slowly closes

Why I keep loving you, is not in vain?

So bring me today a dozen of black roses...

I embrace the soft roses, the dangerous thorns,

And silence falls with each red drop

I almost feel the solitude storms,

The black wind sweeping away from the top...

The rain washes the black petals away,

They dance in beautiful swirls

A final dance and I wish you to stay,

But your eyes fade...two beautiful pearls...