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Текст (слова) песни: Pat Benatar - Papas Roses
I picked a rose this morning
And it was so fresh, it looked like it was crying
I thought how sad to be so beautiful
Only to wither and die
Like papas roses soft and pale
Like petals thrown in the dirt
Only silence is spoken here
All that grows here is hurt
And papas roses
Papa wasnt really a hardened man
He could be tender at times
I remember, it was like it holiday
When he was gentle and kind
He gave those roses his heart and soul
I wish hed saved some for me
It wouldve been such a simple thing,
For me to be, like papas roses
Like papas roses soft and pale
Like petals thrown in the dirt
Only silence is spoken here
All that grows here is hurt
And papas roses
Voices that whisper soft and low
Forever buried inside
Haunted by images dark and cold
Forever burned in your mind
But I dreamed I could fly away
Like an angel Id fly
To the places where I could forget
Forget that I was like papas roses
Like papas roses soft and pale
Like petals thrown in the dirt
Only silence is spoken here
All that grows here is hurt
And papas roses
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