Murat Baichorov. "Roses"

Murat Baichorov. "Roses"

Murat Baichorov

"Roses"


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Tell me why you fell in love with me
You knew I was bad.
Why did you take those roses that night
When I gave it under the moon.

Now you are sitting alone at home
Clutching roses to blood.
You curse these roses
They beckon you so much.

But roses don't know how to cry
They prick with thorns.
Do not believe, girls, you are roses,
They hurt you so painfully.
Oh roses, roses, you are beautiful
Easily intoxicate hearts.
When you are presented, you are gorgeous,
Then you avenge yourself.

When you take flowers in your hands
You want love so much.
But life broke you so much
Let the flowers be cursed.

And again you are sitting alone at home,
Clutching roses to blood.
You curse these roses
Why do they hurt like that?

But roses don't know how to cry
They prick with thorns.
Do not believe, girls, you are roses,
They hurt you so painfully.
Oh roses, roses, you are beautiful
Easily intoxicate hearts.
When you are presented, you are gorgeous,
Then you avenge yourself.

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