Muse_of_Madness
02-05-2007, 05:51
Много меланхолично...
Your smoth dark hair
Your face so fair
Your eyes so bright
Unsoiled youth's light
A sacred flame
That time will tame...
Is it true that we are made
Just to wrinkle, just to fade?
And the only thing we leave
Are some memories and grief?
It's hard to watch, my dear
How year after year
Your light will die
And only I
Will know the beauty
Time has killed,
Will mourn above
The grave that's filled.
It is true that we are made
Just to wrinkle and to fade.
And the only thing we leave
Are some memories and grief.
Your smoth dark hair
Your face so fair
Your eyes so bright
Unsoiled youth's light
A sacred flame
That time will tame...
Is it true that we are made
Just to wrinkle, just to fade?
And the only thing we leave
Are some memories and grief?
It's hard to watch, my dear
How year after year
Your light will die
And only I
Will know the beauty
Time has killed,
Will mourn above
The grave that's filled.
It is true that we are made
Just to wrinkle and to fade.
And the only thing we leave
Are some memories and grief.