Painted, Tainted Rose
She was a wild and lovely rose
Oh, how I loved her heaven knows
But though my heart was true
It would never do
Party life was what she chose
Last night I saw my lovely rose
All painted up in fancy clothes
Her eyes had lost their spark
The years had left their mark
She's just a painted tainted rose
She was a wild and lovely rose
Oh, how I loved her heaven knows
But though my heart was true
It would never do
Party life was what she chose
Last night I saw my lovely rose
All painted up in fancy clothes
Her eyes had lost their spark
The years had left their mark
She's just a painted tainted rose
She was a wild and lovely rose
Oh, how I loved her heaven knows
But though my heart was true
It would never do
Party life was what she chose
Last night I saw my lovely rose
All painted up in fancy clothes
Her eyes had lost their spark
The years had left their mark
She's just a painted tainted rose
She was a wild and lovely rose
Oh, how I loved her heaven knows
But though my heart was true
It would never do
Party life was what she chose
Last night I saw my lovely rose
All painted up in fancy clothes
Her eyes had lost their spark
The years had left their mark
She's just a painted tainted rose
She's just a painted tainted rose
Rosa Pintada y Marchita
Rosa Pintada y Marchita
Al Martino
Escrita por Gordon Galbraith y Peter DeAngelis
Alcanzó el puesto #15 en 1963
Ella era una rosa salvaje y encantadora
Oh, cómo la amaba, el cielo lo sabe
Pero aunque mi corazón era sincero, nunca funcionaría
La vida de fiesta era lo que ella elegía
Anoche vi a mi encantadora rosa
Toda pintada con ropa elegante
Sus ojos habían perdido su brillo, los años habían dejado su huella
Ella es solo una rosa pintada y marchita
<Al con coros>
<Ella era una rosa salvaje y encantadora>
<Oh, cómo la amaba, el cielo lo sabe>
Pero aunque mi corazón era sincero, nunca funcionaría
La vida de fiesta era lo que ella elegía
<Anoche vi a mi encantadora Rosa>
<Toda pintada con ropa elegante>
Sus ojos habían perdido su brillo, los años habían dejado su huella
Ella es solo una <rosa pintada y marchita>
Ella es solo una <rosa pintada y marchita>
Escrita por: J. Sawyer