Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Anton & The Dots
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anton Weigel
Songwriter
Leonard Haubensak
Composer
Leopold Freitag
Composer
Emily Rosa Helmcke
Composer
Christoph Bernewitz
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Frithjof Rödel
Producer
Lyrics
I picked a rose of the reddest kind
And I watered it with tears
It really was the sweetest find
I think it's been about a year
Less than a week in a shadow started leaking
Out of this world, she fell the deepest fall
Now you got her picture hanging on a fixture
More than a girl smiling from the wall
More than a girl smiling from the wall
She is never coming back
Now the rose is wearing black
A flower in a bitter tint
A rose that smells like peppermint
Would have wanted her to stay
But now she's on her way
Just beyond the next hill
And her voice is in your head still
Less than a week in a shadow started leaking
And out of this world she fell, quiet like the leaves in fall
Now you got her picture hanging on a fixture
More than a girl smiling from the wall
More than a girl smiling from the wall
She is never coming back
Now the rose is wearing black
A flower in a bitter tint
A rose that smells
A rose that smells
Like peppermint
A rose that smells
Like peppermint
A rose that smells
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Writer(s): Anton Weigel, Christoph Bernewitz, Emily Rosa Helmke, Leonard Haubensak, Leopold Freitag
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