Iif I was a flower that blooms in a field
ignoring also my name
It would be fine to flutter
while receiving just the wind but
I was born with the destiny of roses
I was born to live intensely and with splendor
Roses, Roses bloom sublimely
Roses, Roses scatter in beauty
Maybe I'll scatter
like those stars when time returns
an ordinary life
is not granted to me but
I've been gifted with the destiny of roses
I always live burning of passion