A pond portrays mirage.
Which mirrors deep s***e - deep s***e
I dive again into pleasures
by taking myself to the pond
I preceive the place where I lost my love
Now, only grey woods are standing in the frost
I touch it I feel it my faded love
I?m somewhere here, but I can?t behold !
Brooks streams and sombre liquid lies in vague pond
Lamenting sounds from cathedral we hear... or do we ?
Which mirrors deep s***e - deep s***e
I dive again into pleasures
by taking myself to the pond
I preceive the place where I lost my love
Now, only grey woods are standing in the frost
I touch it I feel it my faded love
I?m somewhere here, but I can?t behold !
Brooks streams and sombre liquid lies in vague pond
Lamenting sounds from cathedral we hear... or do we ?