Chorus: On the second day I brought her a flower she was more beautiful than any woman I´d seen I said “Do you know where the wild roses grow so sweet and scarlewt and free ?” On the second day he came with a single red rose He said: “will you give me your loss and your sorrow?” I nodded my head as I lay on the bed “If I show you the roses will you follow?” Chorus: On the third day he took me to the river he showed me the roses and we kissed and the last thing I heard was a muttered word as he stood smiling above me with a rock in his fist On the last day I took he where the wild roses grow as she lay on the bank the wind light as a thief as I kissed her goodby said “All beauty must die” and I lent down and planted a rose between her teeth Chorus: My name was elisa day, for my name was elisa day |