Luyện nghe bài hát Near Dark (...und Der Tod Wird Vor Neid Erblassen)

One

This is a world by the victims
Of carnal
The humans ritual of love and
Dense-woven

Sentiments decide existance, the artwork I've bled
Bizarre she defined her
With the of the undead
When her eyes have in danger
And the had new design
In the cradle of our desire all the blood has to wine
But the love no remained than just a stir to survive
In this labyrinth of perfidity for my mistress to
forever strive...

Two

Dem Sterbenden - die
Dem Propheten - Der
Der - die Dichtung, die dem Sterben entsprung...

The night is crystal clear - words are from pictures
Sounds that I can't hear - as wins my body
Selling cheap my soul - and its bleeding
the whole - planet, history and light...

Part

Sometimes, the sun hides in the back of the earth
When the souls, to whom pain gave birth
Embalm coldness with the blood's warmth... then
I can clearly hear the calling of a lonely and star

In the shade of the
Yet in the still of the nights - In the still of the
When the moment
There she gently
With the new of life...

In a of hazard, in the withering chill
the passion, when hearts stand still

A of sentiments entwined
Rattle my falling soul
I slumber the spirit of time
Like a stranger in a world!

In a park, along the alleys, stained blood and tears
In the hour, when dusk
Its on the white statues

Then I'll wander as a of the posthumous regrets
And my lips I'll freeze
With the of these unrivalled statues

"Si-n asta noapte printr-un sarut
Poeme - agonizate infinit si-un inceput"

Part

"The all-engulfing dawn of habitude his claws again-
Do you remember our oath? - Til light do us part!?"

forth, Feline
Mere of melancholy
Drink of my desire
The quenchless
That our tameless embers...

Come forth,
Tortured by our duet
Let thy fingers slide on the petals of the flowers
That stained with mortal, coagulated blood...

On the walls, midnight closes even the eyes
Of the portraits
And the of a lonely candle falls asleep
its own startling solitude...

Part

Silent desires
The balm drives away the human waste
Oh come, infidel
of frost fall furiously down... of thee I taste again

Deciphering eternity of its ruined
Of the tenebrious I pleasantly sip
Upon lifeless leaves autumn has
my lovelorn aura's odyssey

"Un cu rostiri funebre, suna amiaza-ndirjit
Iar tenebre, peste parcul amortit"

...Returned that park as a whole
Under the questioning of stars and heavens
Dreaming on the lost love I've recovered

suddenly rises
Annoyed that he couldn't me
He turns from envy

The seasons vanish and so does this
As the same poets raises the pen
He pictured spectacle with...

The fade on the dreary alleys of that elder park
Only two nightshades -
Celebrating the sunset of ages their sullen laughter
Lustfully the mortal seeds of ruin...

Nights were crystal clear - were sent from pictures
The colors have seared - these pages,
The darkest hour revealed - the mysterious
Which dutifully

This arcane End.