Blood At The Keys Of The Piano

In the spring where the flowers born
You borned pretty and immaculate
but all hate you because
you were different people

I haven't hate of you, is true
I love you, forever

Come on now I wish you
kiss you, fell you, always
teach you, the play our music,
in the piano, all night, always

In the winter where the flowers death
You deathed grey and panic-stricken
but all which I seen were
Blood at the keys of the piano

I haven't hate you, is true
I love you, forever (x2)

Come on now I wish you
kiss you, fell you, always
teach you, the play our music,
in the piano, all night, always (x2)

In the spring where the flowers born
In the winter where the flowers death

Come on now I wish you,
kiss you, fell you, always
teach you, the play our music,
in the piano, all night, always. (x2)