Iced tears descend slow from a dark sky The cold river flowing down mountainside In the mist crying gloomy shadows float by Dismal silence, bleak desolation inside
Through the trees whispers a light cold breeze Blows through the hair, caresses the skin and tears The low cold Sun's rays come from afar, dimmed and sheared Of their warmth, heart struck by utter woe and fear
In the crystal clear water flowing down mountainside Shine ancient memories of the times long time gone Vanishing spirits cloaked in misery and woe Crestfallen soul, no hopes, no Gods up high
"I am lost in the Woods of Wistfulness. Melancholy surrounds me, darkness eats me from inside. The icy mist penetrates deep 'till my core And carries funereal, ancient shadows. Twilight time, the Sun is low And so far away that its rays don't give warmth. Only the sound of the crystal torrent That carries the once joyful memories of you."Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
