Rosa [English translation]

So much, so much, so much bright

And so much grey

So strange, strange, strange

That is so much in this way

Sleepwalking as a squirrel

I make you burst into laughters

May i be like this, be going without seeing what i haven’t seen.

Maybe i think to leave, i’m still here

Ruby-red, ruby-red, gold, rhyme

Undress the mineral

And whatever name has been given to it

In this way is without thinking

They think that (you) know nothing

That you cannot love

They say that it’s to see and to believe

Useless to explain

They take you away from your calm and your mother (is) searching for you

Without my lips, without stopping, nobody can find you

The credible rose

Strange rose

Pure, pure, lovely Indian

Blood and cotton

Living, sacred, injured, gentle and divine montain

Begins this way with such sadness

Ends all the same, all the same

Ends all the same, the same

Strange rose

Strange rose

Strange rose

Strange rose

Strange rose

Strange rose

Strange rose

Strange rose

Strange rose

Strange rose