Peter LeBuhn - My China Rose

The cold wind blows
In the white of the snow
catching a glimpse of you
walking like a china rose

I testify
To the heights of the sky
You I cannot let fly by

This china rose
The way she looks at me
With a certain prose
My heart glows

Her smile
Has made it all worthwhile
My China Rose



Peter LeBuhn

Peter LeBuhn

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