Lilacs
Yesterday the lilacs were
so fresh and beautiful
The scent of springtime
Of youth and beauty
Today they hold only
the sickly-sweet smell
That speaks of death and rotting corpses
Like chrysanthemums
Yesterday the lilacs were
so fresh and beautiful
The scent of springtime
Of youth and beauty
Today they hold only
the sickly-sweet smell
That speaks of death and rotting corpses
Like chrysanthemums