Under The Carpathian Branches lyrics

With whiffchill the Fog soars, while over her Sighs The Night wants lay; A nostalgic dreaming in quiet remorse Hours passing slowly since he went yesterday. She remembers his Words... "Your Love is my Power, f will be back in one Hour" -and rode away into the Pale Without never ever reach her Hail He rode into a swampy Jail. Far away of his sweet Elenorian, who's in raging Worrying, since he went yesterday Already few Months later without his Hello; It was the Third of May; she strangled herself on this forgotten Gallow, which never ever will go away