Roses are red, violets are blue
I'm your friend, you be my too...
In first chance I wanna kill,
because you are and you will be
from people, who I hate...
Roses are red, like your blood
what is dropping on the floor
I just killed you- you are dead
and now I know that your spirit,
will haunt me to my end...
Roses are red, violets are blue
He is dead, and you be too...
No, co- sem se v noci nudila
snad aspoň trochu dává smysl
a bude se líbit...
YOU ARE READING
Roses are red...
PoetryUrčitě jste už někdy slyšeli o básničkách typu: Roses are red, violets are blue... ano, ano- tohle bude taková jejich menší sbírka... Příjemné čtení a doufám, že potěší.
