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They call me The but my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
the day I met her I knew she was the one
As she [ . . . ] in my eyes and [ . . . ]
For her lips were the colour of the roses that grew the river, all and wild
he came on my and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and with a careful hand, he up the tears that went down my face
call me The Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why they me it I do not for my was Elisa Day
On the day I brought her a flower
She was beautiful than any woman I'd seen
I said, 'Do you where the wild roses so sweet and scarlet and free?'
On the second day he smiled a single rose
Said: 'Will you give me your loss and sorrow?'
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
'If I show you the you follow?'
They call me The Rose but my was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the day he took me to the river
He gave me the roses and we kissed
And the last I heard was a muttered word as he knelt above me with a rock in his fist
On the last day I took her where the grow
And she lay on the bank, the light as a thief
As I told her goodbye, said, 'All beauty must die'
And I lent and a rose between her teeth
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
the day I met her I knew she was the one
As she [ . . . ] in my eyes and [ . . . ]
For her lips were the colour of the roses that grew the river, all and wild
he came on my and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and with a careful hand, he up the tears that went down my face
call me The Rose but my name was Elisa Day
Why they me it I do not for my was Elisa Day
On the day I brought her a flower
She was beautiful than any woman I'd seen
I said, 'Do you where the wild roses so sweet and scarlet and free?'
On the second day he smiled a single rose
Said: 'Will you give me your loss and sorrow?'
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
'If I show you the you follow?'
They call me The Rose but my was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know for my name was Elisa Day
On the day he took me to the river
He gave me the roses and we kissed
And the last I heard was a muttered word as he knelt above me with a rock in his fist
On the last day I took her where the grow
And she lay on the bank, the light as a thief
As I told her goodbye, said, 'All beauty must die'
And I lent and a rose between her teeth
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