Isolated in my warm amber So frail and beautiful How long will you protect me From these souvenirs I can't remember
The roots of my ache are hidden In your wooden and saintly frame Accompanying the sunset of my soul Forging my house built in sorrow
The night is falling The stars are calling me My last breath is a present To the Oak that made me leave
White pearl flowing on my skin Reflecting the green trees Aspiring what remains From my heart on this earth
The darkness swallows me On its unknown circle Just to make it brighter And to finally devour my painTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
