Songtexte:
Anathema Serenades

With loving passion, oh your radiance A serenade I cry Your silk lined coffin the lachrymatory To hold a mourner's tears Ethereal splendour Pale skin

It is not I who sleeps It is you who sleeps... you sleep Insane you sleep, I sleep in sanity

: La, vois, le saule s'incline dessus du ruisseau, comme une personne qui se descend, criant pour l'amant. Me rapelle d'automne, presse dans ton reverence

: And I often sigh I often wonder why I'm still here and I still cry And I often cry I often spill a tear Over those not here But still they are so

: With loving passion, oh your radiance A serenade I cry Your silk lined coffin the lachrymatory To hold a mourner's tears Ethereal splendor Pale skin

: In each others arms We cried together And your tears tasted sweet All is not lost And never to be forgotten Like a shiver down my spine The lonely

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I hear your voice It sings so softly Curious to join in A harmony to breathe forevermore Joyous the one to hear a voice In fields where grass grows