I was walking through the night

Suddenly I remarked a sound in the winds

An angel like voice singing a tale



Through the cold and stormy night

Flies an angel

The black angel

White skin, red lips and long black hair,

Her wing is broken

The guardian angel



Listening breathless to her voice

Which has touched me right there in my heart

I felt the tears run down my face



Through the cold and stormy night

Flies an angel

The black angel

White skin, red lips and long black hair,

Her wing is broken

The guardian angel



The storm drags on her clothes

Like an invisible warrior

Her wing broke with a sound

So disgusting that it froze my heart

Her voice became weaker

Losing this fight of blackness