Please black rose, filled with sorrow
What will become of me tomorrow?
Is this what life calls pain?
Or is this a friendly summers-rain?
Please black rose, filled with sorrow
What will become of me tomorrow?
Can I tell him why I cry?
Or tell him why I want to die?
Please black rose, filled with sorrow
What will become of me tomorrow?
Can I sing him my cursing song?
Or will it all just fall down wrong?
Please black rose, filled with sorrow
What will become of me tomorrow?
Can I die of broken heart?
Or is this some kind of different art?
Please black rose, filled with sorrow
What will become of me tomorrow?
Consider my feelings, please
Or I will cry and seize
A longer lie
A saddening cry
A life of one happiness
That is all I wish
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