Mermelil -Black Rose-

In fields of dusk where light has died,
A starry shimmer fills your eyes.
A blue like seas both deep and wide,
It calls to me, no need to hide.

Black Rose, beneath the moon's soft glow,
Through endless time, your beauty shows.
Your face, a gleam like midnight's grace,
Your image, like an echo's trace.

A wave of hair, so dark, so light,
As shadows cast by mountain streams.
Like whispers of the wind at night,
Of silver moon and fleeting beams.

Black Rose, beneath the moon's soft glow,
Through endless time, your beauty shows.
The first and finest flower's bloom,
A gift of beauty gods assume.

Your smile, a flame that fades to night,
A dream that slips beyond the sight.
All blood and magic are in you,
The Black Rose in a field of blue.

Black Rose, beneath the moon's soft glow,
Through endless time, your beauty shows.
Your beauty holds the worlds enthralled,
Your image keeps their hearts in thrall.

In silken veils and starlit sway,
A dream that sleeps in quiet air.
Your eyes, like pools in blue array,
Hold secrets from the past kept there.

Black Rose, beneath the moon's soft glow,
Through endless time, your beauty shows.
Your face, a gleam like midnight's grace,
Your image, like an echo's trace.

Aen Elle's pride and flawless grace,
A dance of shadows in the night.
Your steps as light as morning lace,
Like whispers through the birch in flight.

Black Rose, beneath the moon's soft glow,
Through endless time, your beauty shows.
The first and finest flower's bloom,
A gift of beauty gods assume.

In curves of lips, fate's mark is laid,
In eyes, a boundless sea unfolds.
Who dares to shape you, undismayed,
From moonlit dust and grassy folds?

Black Rose, beneath the moon's soft glow,
Through endless time, your beauty shows.
Your beauty holds the worlds enthralled,
Your image keeps their hearts in thrall.