The night is slowly falling Behind the shadow cast trees To hear the majestic owl´s mystic calling Soul darkness is the only thing I see
Somewhere deep hidden in the woods Is the invisible delicate love I once lost Those wondrous days in the late childhood Now I can only bear the feeling of the frost
Searching for the love under the wicked night Which is like a treasure thrown into the sea I know I cannot achieve to find it, I can only write About that drastic dream and that perfect symphony.