Macbeth - The Twilight Melacholy lyrics

rate me

The arms of twilight

are dandling my soul

and in her eyes

I see the sweetness

of a bright immortal-graced maiden

who relieves the grieves of my heart.

Wind is whispering your name

throught the clouds in the sky.

I will always remember your eyes

veiled by tears

while the night prelude

casted a spell on our glances.

The eyes of the dying sun

are looking at me

in this romantic immensity

an I can feel this melancholy

pervading deep inside me.

Twilight is whispering your name

to the clouds in the sky.

I will never forget your heart

beating over mine

and your passion heating my bosom.

...And when butterflies fly on

whitered flowers

and birds perch on dry brances

a tear will glide to your feet

and I will hold it in my hand

like a pearl in its shell.