Melancholy daydreams.
The cool wind is scattering the mist,
There’s rustle of leaves and whispers of grass.
The sorrowful inlet is taking from me
My dreams, melancholy and desperate cry…
In drops of rain
In glares of fire
There is delight of pain
Your secret desire
Praying the sky,
The Cradle of wind
Is there madness inside
The mortal sin
I’ll see you in the mists of the forest,
Your shrouded image reflected in water
Beyond hazy fens, where a whirlpool goes by
There, into deepest tarns you’re beckoning me
Sad dance of the ghostly shades
Will extinguish candlelight twinkling in darkness
Your silhouette from threads of the haze
Stretches lifeless fingers to me
Cool lips' farewell kiss
It becomes empty in this world
Three black lilies like night
I put down on your grave
Fallen leaves are filled with dreariness
Pouring rain, please, wash away my dreams
Drops of the rain turn to tears on my face
Calm creek takes them away…away…away…