Lyrics by Kari Vestova ©

Music by@Goloka©

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In January’s cold and shining glow,

When winter breathes through drifting snow,

The scent of roses feels so rare.

Yet heaven’s light is higher, fairer still.

What if I were a rose that day,

In January, in an earthly frame?

Within my petals — warmth and grace

I’d bring to souls grown numb with cold.

And if I were a rose,

I’d linger, gazing at the skies,

In quiet awe of how immense

The love that floats above us is.

And if in spring, within a garden deep,

I came to life — a blooming rose,

I’d softly sing to every flower:

“Rise above, to worlds beyond the stars.”

And if, carried off by wandering wind,

I fell into the endless sea,

From there into the Eternal Ocean

I’d drift with faith and hope in me.

Oh, if I were a rose!

This fragile crystal vessel I’d release,

And gently rise beyond it all

To long-desired, blissful skies.

Their blue embrace calls stronger still

Than all the kingdoms of the earth,

Than phantom lights and borrowed gold —

The wealth that never truly was.

If I were ever but a rose,

Bowing softly down to Earth, I’d say:

“Thank you, Earth.

Yet heaven’s light is higher, fairer still.”

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Автор стихов - Кари Вестова

Music by @Goloka