Hortus Animae - Springtime Deaths | Текст песни

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Refreshing winds from distant skies,
a dying love from distant eyes.
Another cruelty brought to me.

And again a flower born and before it withers
wind's whispers are blowing it away...

Falling leaves from trees that died,
a growing sadness becoming mine,
but it's not time for leaves to fall
and it's not time for dying at all...

And again a flower born and before it withers
wind's whispers are blowing it away...

Clouds are sick of being dark,
when sorrows must follow the last rain drops, but stay..
Is lone the path to walk among the green,
as with melancholy of the grey
something faded away, but melancholy remained...

I cannot... regret...

In springtime the grey has the due to fade away
but the days come grey again,
with the season of grief in bloom
cause in springtime the deaths are two.