At midnight I leave, searching for the absence of light. I head towards the fields where eyes can not focus.
A ray of moonlight pierces the low hanging clouds and sheds a glim of light. The cold nibbles at the tip of my fingers... Again Luna hides... Unable to focus my vision I vaguely percieve Their glimmering eyes: coming ever much closer - never arriving. I know, I must keep my eyes un-focused.
But a dull luster catches my sight: the void of Their glimmering eyes. I focused, I'm lost. I can no longer see the nothingness. Startled I close the windows to my brain - roll down the curtain... At last I hear Them approach, arrive and surround me...
"Open thine eyes. Fear not, for I am the Princess of Night." (I open my eyes. I fear not, for there stands the Princess of Night) "I am here for thee - thou who always seem to be seeking the absence of light." (She is here for me - I who always seem to be seeking the absence of light)
Lightly She carress my cheek. I see her eyes: so cold, so bleak. The bare touch of darkness makes me fall - oh, so weak...
"For long i have tried to reached thee in the cold and dead of night but always thou hast runnest away from me - away in fright..."
Another moonray as She holds me. I never knew, how could I? I always thought that if I focused my eyes, I would die...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
