Melancholy rose, what do you suppose is on the other side? Is it what it seems, melancholy green? Do changing colors die, melancholy blue?
Will autumn become winter white when summer looks the same by night? Melancholy blue.
What am I to do, melancholy rose? What do you suppose is on the other side? Is it what it seems?
Will autumn become winter white when summer looks the same by night? Melancholy blue.
Winter white, will summer look the same by night?
Melancholy blue, what am I to do?
Melancholy rose, melancholy rose
Tell me whisper close, when children cease to cry
To youthful colors die
Melancholy rose
Or will my rainbows turn and fade
And that I am giving up
A world of colors if I stop
What do you suppose?
Melancholy rose, what am I to do?
Melancholy rose, melancholy rose
Tell me whisper close, when children cease to cry
To youthful colors die


And that I am giving up
A world of colors if I stop





Tell me whisper close, when children cease to cry