I told you goodbye
You came late to say goodbye
And if the hasty destiny wanted to hurt us
I discovered a solution for the pain
I made the song
That you ask me for when I didn't love you
While you laughed, the sun caressed my heart
With Flowers
You took my sadness away with colors
You drew the nobility of the hand
By your side, our illusion grew
We gave ourselves to each other blindly
Even though many opposed
We concealed our love, we made up
In each corner, our song
A goodbye
Wasn't enough for us to bid farewell
And if destiny didn't manage to predict it
You taught me a solution for the pain
It was the song
That I asked you when you still didn't want me
Where everything was just fantasy
Who would say, the sun made your heart veer
With flowers
I'd remember your beauty in colors
I'd take your hand by surprise
Next to you our hope grew
Blindly, we handed ourselves
Although many oppose it
We hide our love, we reinvent us each other
In every spot, our song...
Tell the gardener I'm bringing flowers
Tell the gardener I'm bringing love
Tell the gardener I'm bringing flowers
Tell the gardener I'm bringing love
With Flowers
You took my sadness away with colors
You drew the nobility of the hand
By your side, our illusion grew
We gave ourselves to each other blindly
Even though many opposed
We concealed our love, we made up
In each corner, our song
~Monsieur Periné
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