What's more than a Rose...... Taking chance to grow as taking her own's life. Growing beautiful in unfirm ground of fate Rising Flower of Friendship in the most simple form Reaching the light of delicate choice and not destiny Earning honor and not being able to buy her own freedom Questioning her deed and her relentless Misdeed Fighting the wind and knowing her end. All she got is a hope and a faith Worrying but Moving On... That's more than a Rose, that's Sacred Rose, That's Our Sacred Rose....... Myself-This Year