Gazing at the landscape, after all you'll find my fellows there, on the tranquil traces of my white, clear land. No need to fear opening the gates to
I like the way that you are my sanctuary I hope you don't mind but I see you as my sanctuary I like the way that you sleep on your shoes It's the dark
Fordítás: Smoke City. Sötét Walk.
Qui me sauvera du tourbillon de mes pensees? Tu m'as laissee, ton refus me tue... Jadis... Aujourd'hui tu me poignardes. Orpheline de tes bras, errante
breaking. I've given my heart. It's gotten stomped upon. Crucify my emotions Doing it in front of everyone. Tears may shed, But inside I'm forever dead. Cold, Dark
Midnight wrap me within your dark embrace, let the light of the moon comfort me. Deep within silence, I'm at ease in a graveyard. Nothing but the dead
sanctuary I like the way that you are my sanctuary I hope you don't mind but I see you as my sanctuary I like the way that you sleep on your shoes It's the dark
В дверь мою открытую вошла, Поздней гостьей села у стола. Я с тобою встречи не искал, Ты - моя тоска… Ты смотри, и взгляд не отводи, Все у нас с тобою
