We are but so very little
And my friend the rose
Told it to me this morning
At dawn was-I born
Baptized by the dew
I have blossomed
Happy and in love
Under the sunshine beams
By night I was closed
And woke up old by morning
However I was very beautiful
Yes,I was the most beautiful
Flowers in your garden
We are but so very little
And my friend the rose
Told it to me this morning
See the God that created me
Made me bent my head
And I feel I am falling
And I feel I am falling
My heart is almost bare
My foot is in the grave
I am already history
You admired me yesterday
But I will be ashes
Forever tomorrow
We are but so very little
And my friend the rose
Dies this morning
Last night the moon
Watched over my friend
In my dreams I saw her
Sparkling and bare
Her soul was dancing
Way over the clouds
And smiling at me
Believe or not as you wish
Hope I myself need
Otherwise I am nothing
We are but so very little
It's my friend the rose
Who told it to me yesterday.