Your life is like a red rose
At spring it’s blossoming, and in the winter it’s dying away
It always needs water through the whole year
If you one day forget it, the rose will fade away
The beautiful colour red will turn to gray
Petal by petal will fall off, and in the end the rose is gone
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But if you always give it water, it’s going to grow
More beautiful every year, bigger and bigger
Then in the end when it dies away of age
It will still be remembered
