Spell şarkı sözleri

Bad winds... Small breeze... Hollow ice... Autumns now shall shine... Oceans... Moveless eventide... Far away from sight... From the moonlight bring up dreams Straight from hands to thee Old born town On the streets Nights, Games, Fantasy My dreams and thoughts and fate The balance´s at your feet Oh angel born too late, For foreman to meet For live with emotions must I dream to think you're mine What purity I've lost so tender as the wine In what muse senses froze this? Could the lights feel weak? But dreams are far to me, The balance´s at your feet Oh angel born too late, For fallen men to meet What pure emotions must I dream to think you´re mine What purity I´ve lost so tender, I should find... Around my careless world, I dream to think you´re mine What purity I´ve lost, so tender and divine? What purity I´ve lost !oh thee! to think you´re mine Down to the falling leaves that are brokened throught the dance Around my caresless words I´d dream to think you´re mine Oh! What a purity I´ve lost...