Natacha Atlas - Mon amie la rose

We are so fragile and so my friend the rose told me this morning At dawn I was born, baptised in dew I have blossomed, joyful and loving at the ray of the sun I have enclosed the night I have woken up old even so I was beautiful yes.. I was the most beautiful of all flowers in your garden We are so fragile and so my friend the rose told me this morning I see the God who made me made me bend the head and I feel that I am falling... and I feel that I am falling... my heart is nearly naked my feet are in the tomb already I don't exist anymore it is only yesterday that you loved me and tomorrow.. dust I will become .. forever We are so fragile and my friend the rose has died this morning This night the moon is watching over my friend and in a dream I saw her body glowed, her spirit danced well beyond this life, and smiled to me believe, if you can believe Me.. I need hope because otherwise I am nothing We are so fragile and so my friend the rose told me this morning I see the God who made me made me bend the head and I feel that I am falling... my heart is nearly naked my feet are in the grave already.. no more I am it is only yesterday that you loved me and tomorrow.. dust I will become .. forever The flower .. my friend told me about something today.. and through the night.. The flower .. my friend The flower my friend told me about something today .. and in the night ♫