She is a thousand-year-old rose
In thousands of years, she has never bloomed once
Even though I know it's impossible
But she still dreams of blooming, even if only once
A thousand years of waiting, a thousand years of bondage
She was finally desperate
When the final sadness turns to ashes
She turned into a human being, she was happy and sad at the same time
Cursed fate, who dares to change it?
Silver hair, blood eyes
And that which cannot be erased
White rose flower on forehead
This is her, the best beauty of the Snow Rose clan