The Little Black Rose (Female Fantasy Version)

This is a Tale of what once was a little flower. Under the brisk of the sun, it felt joy’s power. But once that sun began to dissipate to nowhere, The lil’ black rose lost its chance to be happier. [Refrain] Can you feel the little rose drifting away? To the darkest region, no one knows, nay. No voice, No shout, Can't even pray. Hear its plea, its wail, and its scream. Of the little black rose who just wanted to have its dream. Love is its only reason to fight against the downward stream. [Chorus] O’ don’t wither, don’t make it stop its cry. For thus, the only way that it can stay alive. Don’t let it whisper, make its last gasp, let it die. Thus, once again, the flower grew fragile and frail. Drowning itself with depression by the bucket, by the pail, Together with the harsh reality like blocks of raining hail. [Refrain] Can you feel what little will is drifting away? To the darkest region, no one knows, nay. No voice, No shout, Can't even pray. [Chorus] O’ don’t wither, don’t make it stop its cry. For thus, the only way that it can stay alive. Don’t let it whisper, make its last gasp, let it die. For its time is running out; give it Love to strive. What once are, now once were. Happiness to sadness, Now to never. Nothing seems too different now for the little flower. 'Cause slowly this one small rose is waiting for its final day. [Outro Instrumental Violin] [END Song Fade]