For many a year This face of sullen tears Look down, you left her here In a room of sanguine mirrors
It's carved and it strays This path it deviates A walk, a dive, a wade Into waters of the darkest age
But in a silent way, the hand it takes Circling around, the birth, the mouth It's stolen and untrue, this mark in you And soon it will be found, left to drown
For many a year This face of sullen tears Look down, you left her here In a room of sanguine mirrorsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.