Zjanarhi
05-10-2005, 04:14 AM
This song is really more of a poem than a song, but it can be translated either way. BTW, this song is less complicated than Negative Images
The Last Rose of Summer
She's the last rose of summer,
Left blooming alone,
All her beautiful peers
Are faded and gone,
No other of her kind,
No one cares if she cries,
So she sits alone, distant,
And releases one last sigh
The last rose of summer
Still there she sits
In such a compelling pose,
As unwillingly seductive as she is,
Still I must touch this rose,
Still I must search deeper
The windows of her soul,
What could meander her mind,
So aloof and cold?
The last rose of summer
I touched that rose today,
I dug for her soul, too,
She moaned of infinite melancholy,
A routine with nothing new,
The pain of isolation,
And the deafening silence,
Even after all she told,
I'd still like to see through her eyes,
The last rose of summer
This was written several years ago, so be gentle. :lol:
The Last Rose of Summer
She's the last rose of summer,
Left blooming alone,
All her beautiful peers
Are faded and gone,
No other of her kind,
No one cares if she cries,
So she sits alone, distant,
And releases one last sigh
The last rose of summer
Still there she sits
In such a compelling pose,
As unwillingly seductive as she is,
Still I must touch this rose,
Still I must search deeper
The windows of her soul,
What could meander her mind,
So aloof and cold?
The last rose of summer
I touched that rose today,
I dug for her soul, too,
She moaned of infinite melancholy,
A routine with nothing new,
The pain of isolation,
And the deafening silence,
Even after all she told,
I'd still like to see through her eyes,
The last rose of summer
This was written several years ago, so be gentle. :lol: