"Melancoly that turns around me, like a thorny rose

A thorny rose that winds around me like melancoly"

"Melancoly that turns around me, like a thorny rose

A thorny rose that winds around me like melancoly"



Look over there, the trees next to the frozen lakes are

Bored since eternity...

Empty and beutiful looks: melancoly... I love you...



Same words, same speeches, same gestures

Empty and beautiful looks

Come and surround me, some and surround me melancoly

Come and surround me, some and surround me thorny roses



Below the shadow

Not a word, not a gesture, beauty...

I penetrate the kingdom of death now...

Below the shadows, the doors open

Not a word, not a gesture, beauty...

Below the shadows, the doors open