Reddened rose has turned to black
And withered in the rain
Dreams of hopes and wishes too
Have washed aside no gain
Sunfilled thoughts are but a cloud
A cloud of misty blind
A foolish man I guess I was
My think my love could fine
Reddened rose has turned to black
I knew the day would come
Just didnt know quite when or when
My loving deed is done
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem