I saw the last summer's rose, in the garden of my life
And her red was the loveliest, which I ever saw
You came out of my dreams, so mighty and proud
And with it my inner sense became alive

I saw the last summer's rose

Like a shining in the moor, so was the moment in 1994
So far in my existence, is so near at the end
The last summer rain washed away the hope from my face
I don’t want to deny that I’m hurt

I saw the last summer's rose

Do you see the blooming tree in the fields
Soon it will be standing wilted in acre
I can see a clear creek floating
Like a stone I want so lay in it

I saw the last summer's rose

“Your [bad word] away, I catch it,
Turned into ice, I melt it again.”
The last summer's rose died in my arms
The last summer's rose died in my arms