The Roses cry,
The dew has converted into tears
You've gone from me, I've lost you
The Roses cry.
And my soul cries,
Goes moaning with trimmed wings,
You've gone from me,I've lost you
My soul cries.
Tears,that drown my heart
Tears,words of the soul
Tears, my mute language of love.
The Roses cry,
Because I can't be without you
[They]cry jealous
Cause you don't want come back
And among other things
I cry for you.
There's not the perfume
Of your skin where I've been
And the silhouette I saw
When you slept.
Tears,that drown my heart
Tears,words of the soul
Tears, my mute language of love.
The Roses cry,
Because I can't be without you
[They]cry jealous
Cause you don't want come back
And among other things
I cry for you.