[Verse 1]
Soul - a flower, a bud -
I open the petals
And again we are alone,
And again passion
Mmmm
In the night.
[Pre-Chorus]
And my waxen cry will
Flow down, fusing the world
My huge
And leaving behind the stubs of memory.
[Chorus]
Flow down onto the steel of pride
Booool
From the thought that I am burning
Without a trace (without a stub)
[Bridge ]
And my waxen cry will
From a passionate fatal night
Warm my soul
And what then?
[Final Chorus ]
In your eyes I am burning without a trace.
Steel of pride flows
OOO
You are all mine from now on
OOO
[Outro]
We are in our room together
Like candles over a fire.
(Burning without a trace)
Wax
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