My tears, like diamonds are falling down,
and roses flourish from the ground.
I can hear this voice inside of me,
it's soft like a spanish melody.

It comforts me, and changes my thoughts,
it gives me this rainbow feeling that i have,
this wild ocean again blurs my eyes,
as it sets me on the highest skies.

But no flower is as pretty
like the one I dream to have,
the rose which i think to be ,
my conception of love.