Sweetest Doom

[Verse 1]
Do you still read the tales of love,
Born centuries and years ago?
Of feelings soaring far above,
By walking living hell below?

[Verse 2]
I brush aside the dust of time,
I'm mortal here, but I'm alive.
My burning love begins to climb,
I know it's real, it will survive!

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m human: proud, yet fragile still,
I cannot walk this road alone.
So let my world just burn until
A thousand painted scenes are gone!

[Chorus]
The wine of feelings, victor's bloom,
The torment waking in my head.
You are my weakness, sweetest doom,
Like dry and tender grass, I bled.

[Verse 3]
Which you ignited by mistake,
Just brushing past me in the night.
And I had no escape to make,
I burn. And let my love, my light...

[Pre-Chorus]
Just warm you softly from afar,
Across the cold and distant space!
No matter where on earth you are,
I will, until the dawn's embrace:

[Outro / Drop]
I’ll write, and write, and write, and write,
My songs, so you can finally see:
I care for you with all my might!
You are the morning sun to me —
I love you to insanity!

#Это перевод-адаптация в песню моего стиха "Мой сладкий бред". Умышленно сохранены типично русские структуры построения фраз, и сочетания слов не характерные для английского т.к. так оригинальнее звучит и цепляет какой-то неправильностью при этом состоя почти полностью из образов, метафор и одного оксюморона=)