Hear the whispering of the old trees Telling the tales of time Upon the everlasting stars In this mighty unique firmament Fascinated from the emptiness In this blackness so bizarre Creating the own illusions Without the bitterness of the light Twilight... the bleeding of the sun Mesmerized... through the silence of the night Desires... hopes between the stars Nocturnal... the beauty of the dark Nightfall - slumber of the darks beyond Touched by - the shine of the moon not real Losing the sense of time During the swinging of a gentle wind Strong like the other nature forces Eternal darkness, mighty like the winds Crying winds of sadness Carrying the sorrows of the lost Dust of melancholy On the way to the black horizon During the hours of darkness