Roses
Renato Genestra
On my horse I ride across this red ground
The wind scratched my eyes
The Sun looks like a lighthouse on the horizon
Guiding my soul to the next fight
I see the blood in my hands
Maybe this is the deadline
The Sun call me on the horizon
Guiding my soul to the light
I feel thirsty
Thirst for revenge
I feel thirsty
My lips dried up
Yes, I go ahead
Roses!
I see a wreath of roses
My shot wasn't the fastest
I'm surrounded by roses
I kissed the ground, I kissed the ground