الكلمات الأصلية
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It's because of the morning dusk
Spread about the veil of night
Broods that feeling in my breast
With the blood of the rising sun
Requiem for the fallen flames
Slowly dying in my hands
I almost hear their silent keens
Distant cry of violins
Skyward i raise my craving eyes
As the last ray of star dies
I feel the beating of space heart
Greater then everything i ever heard
Tranquillity embraces the earth
Preparing nature for rebirth
Gentle touch of cooling wind of fall
Quiet whisper of brighty burning leaf
Morning frost, calm waters freeze slow
Last petals die, their lives are over now
Feathers of white snow fall from clouds nest
And shades awake from delicate sleep
All of us fallen leaves
Shall return oneday to the ground...
Fallen flames in my hands!
