"Circa mea pectora multa sunt suspiria de tua pulchritudine que me ledunt misere, tui oculi lucent sicut solar radii, sicut splendor fulguris qui tenebris lucent donat"
May I kiss your wound,
maybe that will heal
my soul. Free me from
this tomb, light my darkness
make me (whole)
let me take your hand
and together we shall fly
to a lonely place, where
as lovers we can die.
In a land so dark, seven
moons, eternal nights, wish
a sky of thousand stars,
yes for us there is no light...
There (waits) no lights.
2 comentarios:
Buena pieza... me alegra que le haya gustado jajajaja
Exc díria yo... ahmmm desde entonces amo Sopor Aeternus ;)
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