Rosa Damascus Crying

Rosa Damascus Crying The blooming Damask rose Once had a beautiful home. But the eagle from the other side Blotted out the sun with its wings. The rose's homeland Has neither rain nor sunlight. Rosa Damascus is crying! Rosa Damascus is crying! Yeah yee hey ya, ah yee hey ya! ah yee hey ya ya, nah yee hey ya ya! Yeah yee hey ya, ah yee hey ya! ah yee hey ya ya, nah yee hey ya ya! The crying Damask rose Keeps weeping children, And stars will fill the sky and shining like the sun, Melting trashes and ruins. Your thorns become invincible. Rosa Damascus is crying! Rosa Damascus is crying! Yeah yee hey ya, ah yee hey ya! ah yee hey ya ya, nah yee hey ya ya! Yeah yee hey ya, ah yee hey ya! ah yee hey ya ya, nah yee hey ya ya! Rosa Damascus is crying, Rosa Damascus is crying! Rosa Damascus is crying, Rosa Damascus is crying!