: 1. There is no rose of such virtue As is the rose that bare Jesu; Alleluia. 2. For in this rose contained was Heaven and earth in little space
1. There is no rose of such virtue As is the rose that bare Jesu; Alleluia. 2. For in this rose contained was Heaven and earth in little space; Res miranda
space Res miranda There is no rose of swych vertu As is the rose that bare Jhesù Alleluya Be that rose we my weel see That he is God in
Übersetzung: Die mittelalterliche Baebes. There Is No Rose Of Swych Vertu.
Übersetzung: Stachel. There Is No Rose Of Solche Virtue.
1. There is no rose of such virtue As is the rose that bare Jesu; Alleluia. 2. For in this rose contained was Heaven and earth in little space;
to care This time I need to know - are you there? Does anybody think they can Begin to even understand this time I need to know - are you there? Is anybody even there
: and now our time comes and now our time comes there will come a time we said but time only goes the fading of the rainbow the closing of a rose we
me up on your way down I've hit the bottom of the glass, there's just one way to go The world I've chosen for my own is one you'll never know When folks
: Snow girl Snowy girl Won't you take me down Because I'm coming down But is there anything there Everything there Everything happy with My little
We are the roses in the garden, beauty with thorns among our leaves. To pick a rose you ask your hands to bleed. What is the reason for having roses
the war caressing the globe touch on his isle she wrings hands in pensive waiting my mother the war haunts her doorway begs her postman is there
cover with the face torn out. Pretty on the shelf, but there's nothing to read about. We're going off the deep end (we're going off the deep end) There
life (facin all this drama) To ask us why we turn from bad to worse, is to ignore from which we came You see you wouldn't ask why the rose that grew
we was raised, "Fuck this life," I rose my right Holdin on a tight grip with death in my sight And the dark is my light, I'm cynical, sleepwalkin as
more alarming is the fact that we are not fighting back Brothers, sistas, niggas When I say niggas it is not the nigga we are grown to fear It is not