Once upon a time there was a little rose petal
and the rose she grew on was red
then she fell off one day before the rose was dead< br/>then an east wind passed by, then she was happy
for the wind was a happy and fiery beacon
which was on its way from the south north
he blew her ear full of beautiful words
come sweetheart said the wind, come
then she became dizzy
she could not resist it he said
she gave him everything he asked for
he took her with him to a big rich city
here we will live together, he said
and she said yes
but the wind was a faithless specimen
who only wanted to tumble around in the sky
he blew her away, she fell into the pillow
then he hurried away from town
and she stayed behind
would you see a flower petal somewhere
among the trash and dirt in our happy city
remember she was once a beautiful rose petal
she loved a wind once and she became his
and the rose she grew on died
and the wind that she loved he for
every night she walks again in the room where I live
she is called rose petal
and her color is red

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