The joy of my sad day is selling roses
see the illusion and hope in the faces of my clients
that expression that has withered in my life
My calm is renewed in each bouquet of flowers
dreams, desires and joys of others who will wake up every day
one delivery is enough to recover a little light
one day I was happy, but in a present of roses, carnations and tulips they announced a cruel farewell to me. Since then I sell flowers to prevent anyone from using them to announce some tragic event or breakup, I don't want the darkness to mask the flowers anymore, it shouldn't be like that.
