The Sick Rose 歌词
The Sick Rose - Northern Lite
Written by：Andreas Kubat
Oh rose thou art sick
The invisible worm
That flies in the night
In the howling storm
Oh rose
Oh rose
Has found out thy bed
Of crimson joy
And his dark secret love
Does thy life destroy
Oh rose
Oh rose
Oh rose
And his dark secret love love
And his dark secret love love
And his dark secret love love
And his dark around
Oh rose