There were roses

jEmily

There Were Roses...
                            There Were Roses...

My memories are brewing in the dark,
a torrid fire bear hugging a rose-withered-up.
In dust and ashes the fire sings with a hushed tone,
as the rose dies soot's death ont he hearth.

The rose breathes the last stroke of blood,
vapouring away to fa back in the past.

Down by the small village,
oozing stiffy blood the azaleas cried.
The past was imbrued with pathetic beauty.
It being in full bloom alll the time.

There came along a drizzling rain,
with a drenched stranger passing by.
He came to join in some funeral service,
bringing some muddy stamps on the roadside.
Where there were roses,
recoloring their sanguinary smile.

Silence was sunning with wet mud,
interrogating why he didn't weep a drop.

He said''Cry over the deceased,
and the tears will water the roses.
Sprawling from the rotten mool,
they're  the dead's ruffled souls.

''Leaving scarlet stains on the hearts,
as to them this earthly world was all meant.
The living being in pain that lasts,
this pathetic beauty is to waht end?''

A breath of rose dawned on a morn,
He came off as the rain let up,
trampling upon the soil dried up.

There were roses.
Going on plays on earth.
In praise of splitting of death.

O,you lated stranger,
your grave is occupied with wild roses,go pluck up.
Clean up your pocket,
to spread out a piece of
crumpled rosy cloudlet.


Happy anniversary,dear.

莱尔

lz很有创意的说~~

ayishaliu

你按这个旋律重新填了词，非常好！小才女，厉害！

jEmily

回复 3# ayishaliu


    跟着能唱么？呵呵，我这次可没填词诶。。

蓝米哩

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