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Sellers of Flowers - Regina Spektor (蕾吉娜·史派克特)

Written by:Regina Spektor

The sellers of flowers buy up old roses

They pull off dead petals like old heads of lettuce

And sell 'em as new ones for cheaper and fairer

But they die by the morning so who is the winner

Not the roses not the buyers not the sellers maybe winter

'Cause winters coming soon after summer

It runs faster faster chasing off autumn

We go from a warm sun to only a white sun

We go from a large sun to only a small one

When I was a small girl I walked through the market

Holding my dad's hand mitten gloved hand

That night there were roses lit up in glass boxes

The heat lamps would keep them from freezing in winter

We never bought them but somebody must have

Maybe they made it or maybe they froze up

Before any person had put them in water

And hoped that they'd still be alive by the morning

Who's the winner

Not the roses not the buyers not the sellers

Not the tellers of the stories

Not the fathers not their children

Not those walking on a dark night

Through a memory they're forgetting

Who's the winner who's the winner

Maybe winter maybe winter

Somebody steps on a light through a tunnel

They're holding a piece of their mind in the rubble

Hold on I won't let go I want to know

But no one lives long enough to see the outcome

To know any answers to know what the point is

To know if the winter ever came closer

Than on that night when I walked with my father

A small piece of ice lodged in my mind

Lodged in my thoughts lodged in my eyes

Cold all around cold all around

Warm from inside warm from inside

Who's the winner

Not the roses not the buyers not the sellers

Not the tellers of the stories

Not the fathers not their children

Who's the winner

Not the roses not the buyers not the sellers

Not the tellers of the stories

Not the fathers not their children

Not those walking on a dark night

Through a memory they're forgetting

Who's the winner who's the winner

Maybe winter maybe winter

Who's the winner who's the winner

Maybe winter maybe winter

Who's the winner who's the winner