| Living with me, | |
| a rose, | |
| into me, | |
| a cavernous waste, | |
| into me, | |
| a deserted shore. | |
| Into me, | |
| a thunderous cave. | |
| A thunderous cave | |
| crashed by lightning, | |
| its measure outmost wild. | |
| Under this fury, | |
| the rose has grown, | |
| a rose, | |
| so rich, so pure. | |
| Her rich perfume, | |
| in vitrum | |
| expansive royal to take, | |
| to take away his own bay billboard. | |
| It's a beast, | |
| come and take her honey, | |
| but please go away, away, | |
| to see, | |
| go away to see. | |
| But chance, that is, | |
| it hurts him behind, | |
| and I'll be a black rose, | |
| let her be all with her own security, | |
| bring her to me, | |
| with her root, | |
| and her thongs, | |
| leave her apart | |
| leave, leave her apart | |
| leave her apart, | |
| her root | |
| her security, | |
| apart, | |
| leave her apart | |
| bring her to me | |
| bring her home | |
| for your own security | |
| leave apart, | |
| leave apart, | |
| leave apart. |