Текст песни Tristania - Aphelion
Tristania - Aphelion слова песни
Yearning for days of yore in elysian daydreamsBurn with a fatal gloss a confounding mirror of soulsDance with the winterwinds in thy visions so sanguineGlance upon Stygian streams where lies hidden a pale secrecyHark... lures of the sirenyearn for the days when blithe thou wasSworn to a secrecy an arcanum devoteeMourning a life with thee a descendance of watery argentineTrance of thy frailty endure the exsanguineGlance beyond closed eyelids the conundrum of all mysteriesHark... lures of the sirenyearn for the days when blithe thou wasCrossing in life...My heart with silver in times...I`m weak... too weak...Wan circling skies secretes... silvering sorrowPrecious to me AphelionThou are the fields where we wither stillExhaust in thy waning worldMy Aphelion on a broken mirrorWhere the veils of night and day seems as oneMay thy lids gather again on a vast and frail crusadeInvigoration of pain pervation this time