• A lonesome fair maiden
    Plucks a red red rose.
    The silky petals fall.
    "He loves me," she murmurers.
    A red rose petal falls
    "He loves me not," she whispers.
    A red rose petal falls.
    The maiden continues for hours.
    And the red rose petals fall.

    In the far distance,
    In the land of misty dreams.
    A quiet farm maiden
    Plucks a yellow yellow rose.
    The sleek petals fall.
    "He'll come back," she murmurers.
    A yellow rose petal falls.
    "He won't come back," she whispers.
    A yellow rose petal falls.
    The maiden continues until the rooster crows.
    And the yellow rose petals fall.

    An elegant bride on her wedding day
    Plucks a pink pink rose.
    The silken petals fall.
    "I do," she murmurers.
    A pink rose petal falls.
    "I don't," she whispers.
    A pink rose petal falls.
    The bride continues until the wedding bells chime.
    And the pink rose petals fall.

    In a world made of choices,
    A rose petal falls.
    In a land made of dreams,
    A rose petal falls.
    In a place full of happiness,
    A rise petal falls.

    In a dank unlit cabin, a tired old maiden
    Plucks a black black rose.
    "To keep on going," she murmurers.
    A black rose petal falls.
    "To sleep eternally," she whispers.
    A black rose petal falls.
    The old maiden continues,
    Until her last dying breath.
    And the black rose petals fall.