Текст (слова) песни: Galadriel - It Ends When The Moon Loses Its Face
A bizarre picture of the death That paints with the blood In the canvas of your face It ripples in the whirlpool of a dance
Your palm`s in the gesture Of the last minute of life It cools mine You ripple in the whirlpool of the dance
The insane dance of us It ends when the moon loses its face I fade in the rippling level Of the labyrinth of time Blood tears of mine flow Out of my eyes
Blood tears of mine flow Out of my eyelids In a beauty sealed forever There reflects our end
Our dancing shade on the walls Like a gobelin pattern In the breeze of my clothes And the garland of lilies the time stopped
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