“The fire of love was burning, yet so low That in the dark we scarce could see its rays And in the light of perfect-placid days Nothing but smouldering embers dull and slow Vainly, for love's delight, we sought to throw New pleasures on the pyre to make it blaze In life's calm air and tranquil prosperous ways We missed the radiant heat of long ago”
Standing still at the end of time Watching my Life slowly drifted away Anticipating for the forthcoming darkness Devouring the remaining fate
Relive the memories I once lived As my soul becoming ashes, vanishing in hollow Experience again the myriad fragments of regrets As they slowly becoming the winds of sorrow
Torn by the winds of sorrow
Torn to pieces in the bleak void Unbearable rankling anguish Yet within my weary arms I embraced this memory Into oblivion I continue to languish
“Then in the night, a night of sad alarms Bitter with pain and black with fog of fears That drove us trembling to each other's arms-- Across the gulf of darkness and salt tears Into life's calm the wind of sorrow came And fanned the fire of love to clearest flame”Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
