Letra de Tu eres mi rosa negra (en ingles)

Your you are my black rose ... your petals are my life ... your thorns my wounds ... You are dark light that I was looking for my sadness, your thorns become full beauty, never petals withered, your body as an ivy trembles, unmistakable ... never leave of being my black rose ... Does not have comparable flower in this beautiful garden, your dazzling black hair the best jasmine sparkles . I made a choice to you to be different to them besides roses, your you are unique, your thorns protect today your petals to me they wear my tunic.. I want to to you, I adore you ... I want to pose in your chalice ... I search one because, because without you see it all gray ... I want to be happy if your petals wither I withered, you are the reason because I fight, if you take your life I take it off ... forever..I will remember the last petal once was fallen on, but I will not accept reality when your you had gone away . .Although not be (subj) your name will remain among my labia, although you go from (subj) your mouth never he will come out a good-bye, because I will want to to you forever, forever once my skin was marked.. Your black color is the ink that he writes on this paper. .Where I tell each kiss, each caress, each hug than te di.. Blooms inside d my..Your you were my unmistakable your you were my life. .He remembers each tear once was unfastened at that time to me ... I lament accepting myself that I lost to you only a moment ago.. The I keep on without to accept it.. I want to jump into the void to forget that you came from your hand and you did not want to return.. Forgetting to will be impossible but removing life to me no.. Erasing your road, if not.. That your thorns kill me(subj).. I am not left with enough you weep in order to fall for my retinas.. And to live my desires attends itself each time than your you avoid me.. I do not recognize having lost now I am man died.. I want to fly toward Heaven and to be here when you had returned .. Withered my hope, he is knowledge than our own impossible.. Solo I am a simple friend.. Emit me with bullets d this caliber ... My black rose right now all his petals withered his still root very trapped in a memory his fragile structure they convert her so beautiful his color once was discolored did that I fix in her My black rose right now all his petals withered his still root very trapped in a memory his fragile structure they convert her so beautiful his color once was discolored did that I fix in her My black ... so withered rose on the inside and beautiful outside, each petal k falls he is an any tear ... you are unique and everyone envy you ... your colorBlack goes away discoloring with the step d the days ... I guard you in my display case, a memory died is k in silence follow existing and he keeps a sentiment, you sprout in a Eden in one ad infinitum. You feel rare, different. In order to my special because never you fit well . That business about difference sometimes you think, do you ask oneself the because d your existence? Your you are your only belief ... these in a diverse reality to everyone them besides, your varied personality ... distinct thinking forms ... you are unique, out of every thousand black roses there is 3!! Why?? Why these on the edge d the extinction? Why? Why are you so beautiful and clearings the perfection? A so pure and fragile heart but seems so loud from the exterior and inside he suffers for depression death. Feeling is something sweet In order to her the taste d the blood, the wind undulates his petals as a willow. Feign you are not the k, but I want to could have known oneself because to do it he wounds me! I am crazy for your thorns k have nailed me in part d my, you form part d my life.. He whispers me Your sweet voice in the ear. it has happened to me that The time prepared and my throbs have been left with you..! My black rose right now all his petals withered his still root very trapped in a memory his fragile structure they convert her so beautiful his color once was discolored did that I fix in her My black rose right now all his petals withered his still root very trapped in a memory his fragile structure they convert her so beautiful his color once was discolored did that I fix in her My black rose ... My black rose ... My black rose