Another night of dark dreams that have no meaning or pleasure

Having nothing to do but see the leisure 

Why bother opening my eyes and thinking with my mind

Nothing in the world has treated me so kind

Many flowers with evil aromas that brings blood to my nose

The only beauty I wish to see is my Rose

I shower my wild flower with love like a powerful hose

Each pedal even more prettier and more red than the last

My Rose erases all the evilness in the past

Nothing is detroyed

Nothing gets forgotten in a void

The only thing worth getting up for is my Rose

I keep Rose in a fragile red case

Rose does not leave gashes from her thorns 

Even if I do eventually show my red horns

The love and care of Rose shows me there is good in the world 

The only love and care not shown in many girls

Rose is only for me

And I now can see

That i greet the day with nothing more 

But my lovely Rose