Euphoria
 

With all the euphoria
of the world
I hand over those yellow roses...

Why pretend you haven't see me?
You knew I was right there
So far from your hands;
So close to your heart

For this reason I sing this song
Maybe you will graze
Maybe you will show up
on this storm
So, I can hand over
those yellow roses

Each petal a tale...
A tale of an infinity love
Tale of our love!

Jade da Rocha