"Melancoly that turns around me, like a thorny rose A thorny rose that winds around me like melancoly" "Melancoly that turns around me, like a thorny rose A thorny rose that winds around me like melancoly"
Look over there, the trees next to the frozen lakes are Bored since eternity... Empty and beutiful looks: melancoly... I love you...
Same words, same speeches, same gestures Empty and beautiful looks Come and surround me, some and surround me melancoly Come and surround me, some and surround me thorny roses
Below the shadow Not a word, not a gesture, beauty... I penetrate the kingdom of death now... Below the shadows, the doors open Not a word, not a gesture, beauty... Below the shadows, the doors open
