The tale of Black Rose
She is the black rose in the garden alone
Growing in a little corner
So far away from the others
Them pretty flowers
The grief has withered her heart
Days and nights she cries
Oh, black rose
Here's your fairy tale
If you need help, my darling, you've got yourself
Oh, black rose
Deprived of attention
Who will listen to the words that will never be spoken?
The glint in her eyes at the midnight fragile (ah, ah, ah, ah)
But something inside seems so wild
That could be broken, her silence
It's falling down
Been hiding so long her emotions
All the right things to talk out loud
Oh, black rose
Here's your fairy tale
If you need help, my darling, you've got yourself
Oh, black rose
Deprived of attention
Who will listen to the words that will never be spoken?
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Oh, black rose
Here's your fairy tale
If you need help, my darling, you've got yourself
Oh, black rose
Deprived of attention
Who will listen to the words that will never be spoken?
There the weeds staying nearby
Sang to her a lullaby
To bury her craving under the stones
Growing in a little corner
So far away from the others
Them pretty flowers
The grief has withered her heart
Days and nights she cries
Oh, black rose
Here's your fairy tale
If you need help, my darling, you've got yourself
Oh, black rose
Deprived of attention
Who will listen to the words that will never be spoken?
The glint in her eyes at the midnight fragile (ah, ah, ah, ah)
But something inside seems so wild
That could be broken, her silence
It's falling down
Been hiding so long her emotions
All the right things to talk out loud
Oh, black rose
Here's your fairy tale
If you need help, my darling, you've got yourself
Oh, black rose
Deprived of attention
Who will listen to the words that will never be spoken?
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Oh, black rose
Here's your fairy tale
If you need help, my darling, you've got yourself
Oh, black rose
Deprived of attention
Who will listen to the words that will never be spoken?
There the weeds staying nearby
Sang to her a lullaby
To bury her craving under the stones
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Writer(s): Hong Nguyên
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