Squandering flowers on your grave
With my palms burned by tears
Maybe you were too beautiful to live long
You left me after we just met
Immortality of your eyes I buried with my own hands

Destiny’s bells will ring
For you in hell and heaven! Hear my call
Like scream in Horus’ timeless song

I asked the rambler then
Maybe my love is just a theatre of Morgana
C’est la vie!

I will fall in love – until the death parts us
I will just imagine – wild flowers on your hands
I will scent myself – with the smell of memories
I will penetrate – beyond the magic signs of mystery

Lamia told me twice
To ask the sorcerers of death
Why did I not manage to kiss your lips?

While the fires of death burn
She happily replied
You should find a healthy girl and take it easy

I will fall in love – until the death parts us
I will just imagine – wild flowers on your hands
I will scent myself – with the smell of memories
I will penetrate – beyond the magic signs of mystery