Red and white roses

Your thorns pierced the blood
Your trunk is strong with thorns
Your beautiful flowers are like a bidari
Beautiful roses are beautiful
Each of your eyelids is a hope for a cube
Hope for tomorrow

That the storm will surely pass
Beautiful roses
Red white pink yellow
Various colors
Adding beauty to the pointy corners of the thorns
I want to be like you roses
Can protect yourself and be beautiful
Until no one will hurt me
Until no one will play with me
Beautiful roses

Kubisik a twilight for you to fling
In order for the poem I wrote was not miserable in the west
Want you to know that I will always be your return home
Roses
Your smell reminds me
On someone who has become ash
Someone who is very rusty in the heart
I had a rose

Until the heart is crushed red
Until stabbing lies
Died memories for you to save
Sometimes the heart is tired to cry
Shouting until the sound disappears already
Crying to dry tears
Just tired of tired
I will not forget
For every red roses you give
Because at the end of my loyalty said
In each of my eyelids my prayer anchored for you
Now everything is black
You're lost from a black eye looking
Just a bunch of black roses I can give
As dusk docks where we are.