A million of scarlet roses

Once upon the time there was a painter

He had a little house and canvas

But he loved an actress

who loved flowers

He then sold his home

Sold his paintings and his shelter

And with all the money he bought

a whole sea of flowers

A million of scarlet roses

From the window you can see

The one, who is seriously in love,

transforms his life into flowers for you

A million of scarlet roses

From the window you can see

The one, who is seriously in love,

transforms his life into flowers for you

In the morning, you stand at the window

Maybe you've gone crazy

As in a continuation of a dream

The plaza is full of flowers

Your soul grows cold

What rich man is making fun by here?

But under the window, almost breathless,

the poor painter stands

A million of scarlet roses

From the window you can see

The one, who is seriously in love,

transforms his life into flowers for you

A million of scarlet roses

From the window you can see

The one, who is seriously in love,

transforms his life into flowers for you

The encounter was short

At night, the train carried her away

But in her life remained

the mad song of roses k

The painter kept living alone

Many troubles he beared

But in his life remained

the whole plaza of flowers

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