The still lake mirrors your beauty;
Calm are the waters, when love is in bloom;
Disturbed only by a tear fallen silently,
When roses wilt under shadows that loom.

When leaves change your emotion;
Fallen from life, to the waters below;
And your heart fades with them,
And with them buried in white snow:

You'll stay frozen in loss,
Until the sun shines again,
And releases your cold heart;
And cleanses it with April rain.

And when roses bloom red once more;
Love will heal your scars from before.