There were two lovers,
dreamed of days so far away,
but one day,
it tried to come,
just beneath the happy sun.
But one lover got swept away,
and carried long from the world of land,
where she couldn't hold him by the hand.
Days past,
weeks alone,
the lover didn't moan or groan,
only the Sun cried a while,
she told the Sun to have a smile.
But wait lover,
it will be too late,
when he comes back,
it's a change of date.
But she ignored and she didn't listen,
as her eyes fully glistened,
no matter how far,
no matter how long,our love is sacred and very strong,
as I remember the words he said.
Oh dear sweet Rosalie,
don't cry or shed,
tears of sadness,
tears of years,
that's past us long for the world of hears.
Hope is life,
and we make it right,
go through everything together,
go through life,
together for we are strong.
As the Sun cried again,
Rosalie sat lonely,
here,and then.
Sitting on the grass below,
leaning on a bed of stone,
she had faith,
she had hope,
Lied down gently all asleep,
where or when,
she'll wake again,
as she's in slumber very deep.
As again years have past,
but still asleep,
oh how it lasts.
Protected from danger,
in the distance a lonely stranger,
came walking by with tears in his eyes.
here you lie,
I am here now,
to comfort you,
from what you have all been through.
Lying gently,
very rested,
the stone next to her had a message,Rosalie thorn,
asleep alone,
waiting for lover,
forever and ever.
Oh my Rosalie,
as my world will fully cry.
Cradled her tight,
full of sorrow,
as if there was no tomorrow.
Full of tears,
on his face,
rocking her gently,
full of prays.
Wake up Rosalie,
have more life,
Kissed her on her very cold lips,
and as a miracle,
a move of her finger tips.
Opened eyed,
as she saw,
her forever lover,
all in awe.
My lover Austin,
your here with me,
the one I've missed,my dearly be.
You look tired,
have rest,
sweet heart Rosalie,
you and I to the west,for our kingdom awaits us.
will you marry me?
Knelt down with one knee,
proposed upon a small little thing,
a carved heart shaped,
a little ring.
Oh yes my dear,
to the heart,
forever a long time till death do us part,
even then we'll be together,
as always forever and ever.
There was two lovers,
quiet as a cloud,
Rosalie waited for 500 years,
through the valleys and the streams,
people knew,
about the forever two,
but the story is not what it seems,
for their love together,
are like shining beams,
on all who live their,
dreams.