الكلمات الأصلية
ENالترجمة غير متاحة بعد. نعرض الكلمات الأصلية.
in prosperous woods of dreams ...
the wind whispers
the rain is washing ...
hopelessness darks of dream
ravens entrust the trees to lovebirds
and everything gives me hope
I wait for her
with closed eyes of sleep
in apparently dream
I wait blind in deeps
for romance of my dead brain's tomorrow
but she leaves me alone in dream
