كلمات Petite Roses

Petite roses bend To sniff at my ankles Pink and red roses lining the path The flagstone path that leads to nowhere To nowhere decided for now And the dog runs up With a heart in its mouth Deposited pulsing at my feet Blood still ushering from it's valves It shudders and gives up one last beat Shudders and gives up one last beat Oh, who am I to get this gift The giver bounding off in retreat The dog runs up with the heart in its mouth And drops it bloody at my feet Roses pester at my ankles The heart lies bloody at my feet