Rosa del Lete

If I could bribe This life with roses I'd plant as many as my desires Their thorn would bite And tear the thin cloth we wear To hide from judging eyes And the roof would fall Under the weight of fall And poulverize the walls Then the rain would leak in And turn into a river Where the remains float over On them we carry on Carry on as we behold First a seed then a rose That from the Lethe drinks Growing tall On them we carry on No force blocks me down First a seed then a rose That from the Lethe drinks Growing tall And slowly rises Through time, space And life's barriers and Firmament's bounds It's bloom unfolds Many forgotten souls Moving, dancing to An ancient rhyme A spell on the night That suddenly arrives on us On my desires On all the ruins beneath your eyes The remains of my life On them we carry on Carry on as we behold First a seed then a rose That from the Lethe drinks Growing tall On them we carry on No force blocks me down First a seed then a rose That from the Lethe drinks Growing tall And we carry on Carry on as we behold A seed in my heart That once grown it'll tear down walls Now to carry on Carry on when you need solid ground Just take a single rose That from the Lethe drinks Growing tall