Текст песни Memoria — Garden of the Roses

Also the sick bud can turn
Into the rose
Sun is shining
On the garden of human souls
This 1s the place of eternal
Pilgrimages
The place where might means
Everything
Live is an eternael circulation here
One dies, another is born

You cannot choose
What you are born like
This is a garden of roses
The place of many gods

So let you be carried away
By your life and continue going
Rise and be self - master
Never become a slave