Today I saw
the last rose petal
falling down
and as it touched the ground
I realised my love had withered now
The rose of our passion
wich I cared for
through day and night,
has lost its colour
lost its perfume
lost all of its life
Still I keep the memories
still I keep the garden
where once florished our love
hoping, for one day
it may bloom again
It needs time
it needs attention
and dedication
it thirsts for my blood and tears...
It needs Me,
but also needs You
as much as I do;
it lived by my hand,
it died because of you
the effort of one is not enough for two...
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este ainda é um trabalho em progresso como a maior parte dos meus projectos...
ResponderEliminarnão tenho grande jeiro para títulos, por isso se alguém tiver uma boa sugestão...
e ainda tenho dúvidas nos seguintes pontos: substituir 'my love' por 'our love'; e no segundo quinteto substituir «its» por «her»