Текст песни Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds - Where the Wild Roses Grow

- On the third day he took me to the river
In the wild roses kissed me
did not have time to understand
as he called me,
Leaning over me , he held a stone

- On the day of her last
with her we were alone
Wind her body in the sand caressed
And so I said to her :
Let die beauty!
And put a farewell to her rose in mouth