If I were just a nameless flower Blooming in a field Then I could simply Let myself blow in the wind
But I was born to the destiny of the rose Born to a brilliant and tempestuous life The rose, the rose blooms nobly The rose, the rose perishes beautifully
I wonder beneath which star I am destined to perish I have not been granted An ordinary life
But I have been entrusted with the destiny of the rose To always live my life aflame with passion The rose, the rose blooms nobly The rose, the rose perishes beautifully
I have been entrusted with the destiny of the rose To always live my life aflame with passion The rose, the rose blooms nobly The rose, the rose perishes beautifully
If I were just a nameless flower Blooming in a field Then I could simply Let myself blow in the wind
But I was born to the destiny of the rose Born to a brilliant and tempestuous life The rose, the rose blooms nobly The rose, the rose perishes beautifully
I wonder beneath which star I am destined to perish I have not been granted An ordinary life
But I have been entrusted with the destiny of the rose To always live my life aflame with passion The rose, the rose blooms nobly The rose, the rose perishes beautifully
I have been entrusted with the destiny of the rose To always live my life aflame with passion The rose, the rose blooms nobly The rose, the rose perishes beautifully