Sunrise is red Roses are red Sunrise is red Roses are red

The paper lost interest. But my soul was already lost in it, We heard the words of a true soul... The paper lost interest. But my soul was already lost in it, We heard the ...

For ink won't do justice, To my words and my pain. For ink won't do justice, To my words and my pain.

These umbrellas look like Dots of ink. These umbrellas look like Dots of ink.

Then circle slowly on thin ice In the rink, the dancers blink, Then circle slowly on thin ice In the rink, the dancers blink,

You gave me your heart Now it's messing with my head You gave me your heart Now it's messing with my head