Fire of love

In the twilight of the soul, where silence is measured by eternity,
Your single glance shattered the stillness of my days.
I did not know that a second of closeness threatened infinity,
That reason would melt in the fire of these dark shadows.


This flame does not warm, it thirsts for holy madness,
Turning every breath into invisible, ghostly smoke.
My heart froze in hours of prolonged contemplation,
Remaining before the world helpless and lifeless.

Припев
The fire of love... It is created from tears and star dust,
It burns down the temples of past years.
We did not ask for immortality with you,
But in this flame, there is no salvation anymore.


Let hopes burn under the silken murmur of the wind,
I will accept this pain as a great, bestowed gift.
From the beginning of the earth to the last breath and meter
A silent, immortal fire rages in my heart.

Припев
The fire of love... It is created from tears and star dust,
It burns down the temples of past years.
We did not ask for immortality with you,
But in this flame, there is no salvation anymore.


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