Resurrection

From the ashes of pain, she rose high,

A phoenix in the furnace of my past,

Her ex-lover, the alchemist of her soul,

Turn tears into gold, the unparalleled magic of love.

Pain, the crucible of transformation,

My heart, the eternal flame of the furnace,

In the alchemy of love, they found the way,

To turn your sadness into sweet longing.

Their love, a potion mixed with tenderness,

From bitter to sweet, it passes,

His pain turned into a rare ecstasy,

In your arms, my sadness is healed,

I rose above it all, the pain is now gone!