• My Black Rose
    Something that I have.
    Seeing it grow in spring
    Dark all these days.

    My Black Rose
    Something that I cherish.
    I prefer this rose
    And wouldn't have it in any other color.

    My Black Rose
    When I see it's leaves wilt away in winter
    Dying right in my eyes
    I start to cry.

    My Black Rose
    Waiting for spring time again
    To see my flower blossom away
    So i can be happy again

    My Black Rose... just the one for me.