Enrosadira
Like buds of roses
Exhale wizened perfume
The secret garden is still growing
But it's forbidden to the eyes
Day and night
Brown petals falling from the bough
Like autumn leaves
Like autumn feels
Abandoned to the fading
Crossing the waterfall doors
Cursed, blessed
Beauty is preserved
Cursed, blessed,
Forbidden colours
Are still shining
Reflected in the north rocks
Pink peaks
Am I forsaken?
Am I forsaken?
Am I like a forgotten garden?
Exhale wizened perfume
The secret garden is still growing
But it's forbidden to the eyes
Day and night
Brown petals falling from the bough
Like autumn leaves
Like autumn feels
Abandoned to the fading
Crossing the waterfall doors
Cursed, blessed
Beauty is preserved
Cursed, blessed,
Forbidden colours
Are still shining
Reflected in the north rocks
Pink peaks
Am I forsaken?
Am I forsaken?
Am I like a forgotten garden?
Credits
Writer(s): Fabio Greselin
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