Some Kind Of Roses

Minha versão de "As Rosas Não Falam".

Hits me again,
weak and hopeless,it hurts me with pain
Now my heart is all lonely again
Summer´s End

You should return
Try to stop all this crying for help
All I Know that my life is pure hell
I miss you

Some kind of roses,
they´re ain´t roses they´re only poor plants,
but in fact all the roses don´t talk
only exhale your sweet scented walk


You should return
Try to stare here, behind my eyes
Save a prayer for the highest skies,
Or for me.

You should return
Try to dream and you´ll never forget
That your love is too valious to share
Save for me.