| I wanted to live on top of a mountain
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| but it’s cold and forsaken there without you now
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| I wanted to dive into the ocean of love
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| but I got shipwrecked on the shores of broken dreams
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| For you I sang songs of the nightswan
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| and each line I wrote was a beat of my heart
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| Forever burning on love’s funeral pyre:
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| Stop beating now, my bleeding heart!
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| For this knife did cut too deep
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| so for the last time I’m trying not to breathe
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| Once there was a fire in the lighthouse of my heart:
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| I gave you so much more than just my love
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| and you broke so much more than just a promise
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| Our planet vanished so devastatingly
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| amongst the mists of time
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| There was no treasure to be found at Rainbow’s End
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| somewhere behind Andromeda
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| I’ve been waiting til the end of december
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| but no more will I ride
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| for the winter solstice’s child
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| will pass away silently on a midsummer’s night
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| So may you come now, my Dead Romantic Angel
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| serenade Kyrahnean Hymns to me Hold me in your arms
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| cover me with elder flowers
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| and take me down to my beloved sea
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| I’m so tired, so tremendously tired
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| Please wait for me under the midnight sun
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| where I will sing and dance again
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| and my laughter will be heard
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| echoing down the hillside again…
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| Oh, how I tried to believe, how I loved,
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| How I tried to hold on to my dream;
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| How I wanted to live — but now I’m going home
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| to a place where love is more than just a four-letter word
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| and as I kiss the memory of yours goodnight
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| I’m beginning to see the light…
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| Ich liebe Dich fur immer! |