I hold a present
For you, my dearest
A blackened rose it is
Charred by my tears
The petals are long dead
But thorns still remain
Piercing my soul are they
Calling forth unshed tears
Aching, I walk towards you
Treading paths unknown
My wounds have healed
But scars still remain
I put the rose
Aside your grave
A vertigo of emotions
Claims unshed tears
Wind carries dead petals
But thorns still remain
Left in the wake
Of tonight am I
In the distant meadows
I hear my requiem
I speak to you finally
But a silence still remains
Saami