I have a garden of my own You may think it's overgrown How many flowers would you guess It's a little wilderness But now my beloved is gone To the beds of spices To feed in the gardens And to be where the light is And it will never rain roses They are stuck here in the ground Stroking our noses Without making a sound My big garden full of flowers Is a garden full of hopes And in the midst of all these roses Dreams can freely grow But now my beloved is gone To the beds of spices To feed in the gardens And to be where the light is And it will never rain roses They are stuck here in the ground Stroking our noses Without making a sound All the cities would be red and white And every mouth would smile so bright All the cities would be red and white And every mouth would smile so bright All the cities would be red and white And every mouth would smile so bright All the cities would be red and white And every mouth would smile so bright But it will never rain roses They are stuck here in the ground Stroking our noses Without making a sound And it will never rain roses They are stuck here in the ground Stroking our noses Without making a sound ♪ And it will never rain roses They are stuck here in the ground Stroking our noses Without making a sound There's no sound