用鲜血

将每一片玫瑰花瓣

都凝固成火焰

举着这火炬

将黑夜烧尽

而我的手掌

必须让刺扎伤

让血液不停息地流

才能保证火炬不灭 

Rose, a deadly metapher

Blood fires up each petal of the rose Into a licking flame. 

Upholding the torch I shall burn the night down and away. 

'Tis as well that my palm is pricked and pierced by its thorns

So that my blood flows ceaselessly to keep the torch ever ablaze.