Love as a rose
Our love is like a rose
Blossoms and stands bright
As all admire the pleasantness
As we sway, to the winds blows
Yet winters come
The flowers dies
No strength to stand
No life left for it run
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Our love is like a rose
Blossoms and stands bright
As all admire the pleasantness
As we sway, to the winds blows
Yet winters come
The flowers dies
No strength to stand
No life left for it run