Testo di A Swan Lake Full Of Tears

This bleak realisation Everything comes to an end A dying swan Only the mind can turn back time A pale white figure in the dark A palace of silence, she breathes coldness In this hall, in every dusty corner of this old theatre The sound of clapping hands that she misses so much The tingling sensation when everyone looks up at her beautiful face Just a little breeze of appreciation One last time, she wants to be thе swan With her gracile stretchеd legs and the colossal wings This bitter yearning to burn the calling limelight One last time, she wants to be the swan queen The flying pale white figure in the dark When the last white feather falls, a swan lake full of tears Every time it hurts a little more to leave the stage without a stroke of wings When the last white feather falls, a swan lake full of tears The bewitched princess with the velvety plumage With her gracile stretched legs and the colossal wings One last time, she wants to be the swan queen The flying pale white figure in the dark When the last white feather falls A swan lake full of tears Don’t forget me, please Ignore my injured feet Don’t look at me If I start to weep This silent hall, this bleak realisation Only the mind can turn back time A dying swan with broken wings