Natasha Atlas - Mon amie la rose

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We are so few things
And my friend the rose told me so this morning

I was born at dawn
Baptised in dew
I blossomed
Happy and in love
In the rays of the sun

I closed myself at night
I awoke old
Yet I was beautiful
the most beautiful
Of all the flowers in your garden

We are so few things
And my friend the rose told me so this morning
See, the God who made me
Made my head bowed down
And I feel I'm falling
And I feel I'm falling
My heart is almost bare
I have the foot in the grave
Already I am not
You admired me only yesterday
And I shall be dust
Forever, tomorrow

We are so few things
And my friend the rose
Died this morning
The moon this night
Kept vigil over my friend

And I saw in a dream
Her soul, dancing
Dazzling and naked,
Above the heavens,
Smiling at me.
Believe who can believe
I need Hope
Or else I am nothing