I'm looking through fences of ancient graves – The cemetery of dreams has got a new day Living I'm or not – it doesn't matter for me: You're left the life when the spring forced to flee...
Joy of that passing days you were alive's Burning out my soul with the infernal fire Feelings' waterfall doesn't let me breathe – Heart's in the vices forging my breast
I want to cry but nobody's around My part is dead, it's under the ground I have no choice – just to leave for the light Blood'll splash on the grass – and I'm all right...
The cemetery of dreams has got a new day But for the following "again" nobody waits: Bodies under the ground and two souls in the sky – They're together in place where no one can die...
Cemetery of my dreams Aura of my cloudy beams Cemetery of my thoughts: Thousands of my made-up plots
I'm looking through fences of ancient graves – The cemetery of dreams has got a new day Living I'm or not – it doesn't matter for me: You're left the life when the spring forced to flee...
The cemetery of dreams by flowers is covered The cemetery of dreams's so high in the clouds Here and fatal dreams really come true We'll stay here forever – we: me and you