I saw you standing there,

in the garden of my dream

so pale and delicate...

mist danced arround your arms

dressed in red

my angel

it's cold here so cold without you



and statues of stone they whisper my name

for love so tragis shall not be forgotten

trees calmly sleep and wind blows my tale

with wine and tears I taste my loneliness



and if I die will you miss me, will you shed a tear

or leave a trace on my nameless grave

and my words echoes like mourning for beloved ones



those who are gone forever

and never come back

they never come back

they are gone forever