Summary: Just a white poem…
Disclaimer: I own only the impulse of my soul
La tulipe noire
I'm still chained to that somber contract, my Lover,
Unwed widower, Tulip mourns over and over…
We did never die in one day…
Not crying at all, tearless I and Black Tulip…
We discovered the Prayer long ago, chanting RIP…
Rest in Peace!
Rest in Peace, my Dear Lover…
Please, Rest in Peace!
Till my grave, I'll forever give you the Flower…
For it was you… you saved a witch from her Sorrowful Tower…
Let us be your eternal mates…
Not regretting at all, serene I and Black Tulip…
We just trusted a desperate hope, like a sailing ship…
There's a Haven somewhere…
There must be a Heaven out there…
To seal the perfect fate…
So when we're together,
I'll hand you the Black Tulip…
Remember the timeless promise I keep!