Her life is like a rose. She is crushed again and again. Her life is like a rose. She is crushed again and again.

Not perfect, But always beautiful. Not perfect, But always beautiful.

She is constant, She is a worrier. She is constant, She is a worrier.

She is the raging fire, She flashes brightly, She is the raging fire, She flashes brightly,

The beautiful Rose, Bloomed soon. The elegant shine, Back to Moon. The beautiful Rose, Bloomed soon. The elegant shine, Back to Moon.

And then September came after a handful of letters, Covered with rose petals and faded scent of s... And then September came after a handful of letters, Covered with rose petals ...