Her lover she lost
And revenge was a must,
But not from her or the one she loved
But from an unknown friend
That passing by he went.
He witnessed it all without being seen,
He saw how her own dear brother could be so mean.
She found him under the linden tree,
And of tears she wept much more than three
She missed him so dearly now
And to meet him again she vowed.
Her love was far beyond into the next life
And from that love grew a flower that is white
Grown from the sorrowful head and tears.
A lifeless flowerpot in her room,
Who would've thought that a flower would bloom.
Like a beautiful kiss-warm rose
From pain the flower would grow,
A new life had been born,
Only this one didn't have thorns.
Her only wish was to be reunited,
A beautiful tragedy had been lightened.
On a peaceful day against the flowerpot
She finally got what she sought
A wonderful piece of heaven
Next to her beloved.
The white flower's petals were as pure as their love
And from the brother the lack thereof
She died in a beautiful dream
After so many tears, of light there was finally a beam.
That beautiful white flower carried a story
And a bittersweet ending of glory
An honored head and it's tragic death,
Along with a sweet girl who happily took her last breath
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