Märchen Von Friedhof
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  • Where the Wild Roses Grow

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    Kamelot.
    Poetry for the poisoned
    [Chorus:]
    They call me The Wild Rose
    But my name is Elisa Day
    Why they call me it I do not know
    So my name is Elisa Day

    From the first day I saw her I knew she was the one
    As she stared in my eyes and smiled
    For her lips were the color of the roses
    That grew down the river, all bloody and wild

    When he knocked on my door and entered the room
    My trembling subsided in his sure embrace
    He would be my first man, and with a careful hand
    He wiped at the tears that ran down my face

    [Chorus:]
    They call me The Wild Rose
    But my name is Elisa Day
    Why they call me it I do not know
    For my name is Elisa Day

    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 scarlet 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:]
    They call me The Wild Rose
    But my name is Elisa Day
    Why they call me it I do not know
    For my name is Elisa Day

    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 above me with a rock in his fist

    On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow
    She laid on the bank, the wind light as a thief
    As I kissed her goodbye, I said, "All beauty must die"
    And lent down and planted a rose between her teeth

    [Chorus:]
    They call me The Wild Rose
    But my name was Elisa Day
    Why they call me it I do not know
    For my name was Elisa Day Show less
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