Hexentraum - Morning - Dead Spring (Acoustic) | Текст песни

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• Morning - Dead Spring (Acoustic)

Now I'm just feeling a taste of sadness in the air
And everything seems to be drawn in aquarelle
Soft blossom peers in the blue mirror of raw pools
Young spring is weeping with cold tiny drops from the sky

She's like a ghost dressed in a shroud of cherry bloom
She's like a feeling when a fresh wind drowns in brume
This misty morning I have met her in the street
With naked feet she was so weak and sweet

Cold rain drops - morning - dead spring
The rain is falling on my skin
I feel her touch