When the crimson sun sets behind the last horizon

And the cold moon rises from its diamond throne

When the screech of the crows get calm in the depth of the night

And the eyes of wolves shine through the dark



Along with the marvelous spell of coloured autumn

From the dust and leaves the memories awake

Lugubrious silence hides within the deepest woods

Nothing to hear but a howling wind among the trees



At the million drops of the morning dew

Beneath the midnight stars blazing red

Beyond the whisper of the rain my mind flew

Where the tenebrous clouds sleep in a celestial bed



At that time I pass only with my thoughts 

Across the gate of the millenial forest

Only dark centenary trees are my witnesses

In my heartbreak, in my loneliness



For evermore I wander further in my lonesomeness

All my tears are wept in my everlasting sadness

Show me the way that leads into eternity

And that is far more acceptable than time-propinquity



In the absolute calm I can only hear my footfall

Besides the silent rustle of the dry grass

What by the morning grows and by the evening dies

To show me the way to new adventures

To show me the way to you, Diva