What is there so beautiful in an unblooming rose?
What is there so beautiful in a dried-up rose?
It's that, in spite of all a rose is always a rose;
it's that, in spite of all, it's for you.
What is there so beautiful in a disappointing life?
What is there so beautiful in a boring life?
It's that, in spite of all, it's my life;
it's that, in spite of all, I'll live...