Red Rose

Red rose as red as the setting sun,

They are as clear as the heart of man,

As soft as a feather,

It's bud as unwavering

And as strong as the pride of a soldier,

Born to win against the heart of all man.

The memories it can hold

The whole world can not carry,

Even tears shed in grief,

Can be appealed by a rose for relief.

Red rose oh red roses as red as cherry blossoms,

Its hue amazingness goes

Straight to the mesmerizing heart,

Its hue tells the story of the two love birds.

Once upon a time, 

There you have a red rose,

Glamorous and giant it stands,

No heart can resist its elegance.

Red Rose oh red roses as red as blood,

Never it can be lived without,

The red rose exists to Mark

The binding of two souls till eternity.