Reaching Melancholiah Lyrics
Which mirrors deep space - deep spaceI dive again into pleasuresby taking myself to the pondI preceive the place where I lost my loveNow, only grey woods are standing in the frostI touch it I feel it my faded loveI’m somewhere here, but I can’t behold !Brooks streams and sombre liquid lies in vague pondLamenting sounds from cathedral we hear... or do we ?
Decoryah Reaching Melancholiah