I saw you standing there, 

in the garden of my dream 

so pale and delicate... 

mist danced arround your arms 

dressed in red 

my angel 

it's cold here so cold without you 



and statues of stone they whisper my name 

for love so tragis shall not be forgotten 

trees calmly sleep and wind blows my tale 

with wine and tears I taste my loneliness 



and if I die will you miss me, will you shed a tear 

or leave a trace on my nameless grave 

and my words echoes like mourning for beloved ones 



those who are gone forever 

and never come back 

they never come back 

they are gone forever