What my beloved justice with the lonely scale intend has fed my weak and thirsty soul for a hundred years when the consuming impatience lures me to the end the horned messenger with the cup of prom

This night seems to never end All but me remember when the sun made me feel like a little singing bird singing as if only to honor this sun that was only gone when it was sleeping in the safest

By the sands of time ever serene My dream fell asleep Knowing not to be seen By distant callings it awoke to you Leaving me forever Knowing it was true

The rose In the snow Never grow The heart In the storm Never know

I lost you I thought of you Blinded by the moments But the moment of true Without to see I fought for you But the lights shine bright In the dream of you

You never left You ever smiled You never fled But you died My love ever right My love never died My trust never left Not daring to try Like you one to me send For my heart still is too bi

Siden min modets dag har du blændet mit hjerte med lyset kun jeg kan se Fortidens lys er der ikke mere forgangne som kildens tvivl kilden der søgende har lyst på sjæle der blev blændet af de