Rose
Katche Manu Lyrics

I dream of rain
I yearn for something that can refresh, cleanse and renew me.

I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I long for a fertile, flourishing environment in a place that seems barren and lifeless.

I wake in pain
I am reminded of my current reality, which does not match my dreams and desires leading to heartache and sorrow.

I dream of love as time runs through my hand
I hope for a love that can stand the test of time and endure the fleeting nature of our lives.

I dream of fire
I imagine a passionate intensity that can ignite my soul and fulfill my deepest longings.

These dreams are tied to a horse that will never tire
These aspirations are intertwined with my very being and my longing will never cease.

And in the flames
In the midst of the intense emotion and passion, there is potential for danger and destruction.

Her shadows play in the shape of a man's desire
The seductive allure and mystery of a woman shapes a man’s deepest desires and fantasies.

This desert rose
The woman who embodies both strength and beauty in this barren world.

Each of her veils, a secret promise
Each layer of her protection reveals a deeper and more tantalizing aspect of her personhood.

This desert flower
The epitome of unmatched feminine grace and beauty that defies her otherwise hostile surroundings.

No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this
There is no greater pain than the longing for something deeply desired but unattainable.

And as she turns
Every shift and movement of her captures his undivided attention.

This way she moves in the logic of all my dreams
She is the manifestation of every hope and fantasy.

This fire burns
The intensity of the passion ignites his soul and creates a transformative experience.

I realise that nothing's as it seems
The impact of the passion and the reality that these dreams may never become reality result in a realization that what is hoped for and reality may not match.

I lift my gaze to empty skies above
In his despair and hopelessness, he raises his eyes to the heavens above, wondering if there is any hope.

I close my eyes, this rare perfume
The sense of smell triggers the most vivid memories and dreams.

Is the sweet intoxication of her love
The intense and heady emotions that this love creates are addictive and overpowering.

Sweet desert rose
She captivates him with her beauty and grace.

This memory of Eden haunts us all
There is a longing for a return to a perfect state of being – Eden – which is never quite achieved.

This desert flower, this rare perfume
The exotic fragrance and beauty of this woman fills his senses and imagination.

Is the sweet intoxication of the fall
The fall from grace, the human condition that leads us to make imperfect choices in love and life, is a bittersweet experience.