Look at the path I walked till now.
It's long and everlasting.
Look at the roses on the road side.
Their beauty is so bright.
They have no thorns,
For they are all inside my heart.

Every time they cried, I took their pain inside me.
Every time they angered, I calmed them down with patience.
Every time she needed me I came without a question.
Every time he had a problem, I was standing right beside
him.

But they don't even notice, they don't really care.
Their lives had no meanings untill I led them there.
I gave them all the stars I could hold with my two hands.
Now they just ignore, they forgot who gave them that.

Look at the path I walked till now.
It's cold and sad indeed.
Say goodbye to the roses there.
Their beauty is external.
Their thorns are there inside my heart, their burning is
eternal.

Now look at the road a head of me.
It's dark, I cannot see.
Indeed I'll bring it light,
It's the way it's meant to be.
Look at the road a head of me.
It's mysterious and hard.
I will walk the path with pride,
With thorns inside my heart.