Behind your look
are hide your icely thorn,
nobody can realize this
and with my naïve caress
I paint in blood your innocent petals,
you are so beautiful that I will be attract.
Bloody rose, bloody rose
I know your mystery but I cannot see you
Bloody rose, bloody rose
I will be scratch by what you really are…
Now that I understand
I look your nice face throw the leaf of a big tree,
The tree of the reason,
I can't see your eyes,
Now I can hear and no longer listen your hart.
Bloody rose, bloody rose
I know your mystery but I cannot see you
Bloody rose, bloody rose
I will be scratch by what you really are...