Lacrimosa

Hush... Strings are weeping silently...

Like... They are singing a lullaby...

This... Plain without a single tree

Will open to take a child...

Her embrace was not enough

To save his soul... All alone...

And she came with the swan song on her lips...

Evening breeze was listening...

“Lacrimosa”, she said: “Cry upon my fate...”

“Lacrimosa”