Under the Rose

There's a flower that grows in the shape of a rose
And its beauty is with me wherever I go
But its sweetness was lost in the winter's first frost
And the chill has stayed ever with me

Oh, a long time ago when the world was still bright
There was fortune far as I could see
And this blossom still shines in the heart of my mind
But it holds only sorrow for me

Oh, the bitter winds blow in a sad tremolo
And they stir 'round the memory of our long ago
But the winds have no power to blow away my sorrow
And so it sits ever with me

Chorus (twice)

And this blossom still shines in the heart of my mind
But it holds only sorrow for me