Die Rose English translation
von Helene Fischer

Love is
Like wild water
That forces its way
Through rocks.
Love is
Like a water
That burns deep in the heart.
It is sweet
And it is bitter.
A storm wind
And a breeze.
To me,
It is a rose,
To you
A thornbush.


Who never weeps
And never mourns
Knows nothing
Of happiness.
Who only seeks
What lasts forever
Misses the moment.
Who never takes
Cannot give either
And who
Fears all their life
Of dying
Never
Begins to live.

If you think
You are abandoned
And no path
Leads out of the night.
You begin
To hate the world
That only makes others
Happy.
But don’t forget
The branch there
That in the snow
At night...
Blooms in spring
A rose
Just as beautiful
As never before (as never before).