[00:00.000] 作词 : Marcin Przybyłowicz
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Marcin Przybyłowicz
[00:25.490]These scars long have yearned for your tender caress
[00:32.235]To bind our fortunes, damn what the stars own
[00:38.494]Rend my heart open, then your love profess
[00:45.238]A winding, weaving fate to which we both atone
[00:51.740]You flee my dream come the morning
[00:57.242]Your scent - berries tart, lilac sweet
[01:03.745]To dream of raven locks entwisted, stormy
[01:11.245]Of violet eyes, glistening as you weep
[01:17.493]The wolf I will follow into the storm.
[01:23.994]To find your heart, its passion displaced
[01:30.736]By ire ever growing, hardening into stone.
[01:37.240]Amidst the cold to hold you in a heated embrace
[01:43.242]You flee my dream come the morning.
[01:49.243]Your scent - berries tart, lilac sweet
[01:55.992]To dream of raven locks entwisted, stormy.
[02:03.234]Of violet eyes, glistening as you weep
[02:09.992]I know not if fate would have us live as one.
[02:15.484]Or if by love's blind chance we've been bound
[02:22.739]The wish I whispered, when it all began.
[02:29.241]Did it forge a love you might never have found?
[02:35.489]You flee my dream come the morning.
[02:41.233]Your scent - berries tart, lilac sweet
[02:47.736]To dream of raven locks entwisted, stormy.
[02:55.234]Of violet eyes, glistening as you weep

作词 : Marcin Przybyłowicz
作曲 : Marcin Przybyłowicz
These scars long have yearned for your tender caress
To bind our fortunes, damn what the stars own
Rend my heart open, then your love profess
A winding, weaving fate to which we both atone
You flee my dream come the morning
Your scent - berries tart, lilac sweet
To dream of raven locks entwisted, stormy
Of violet eyes, glistening as you weep
The wolf I will follow into the storm.
To find your heart, its passion displaced
By ire ever growing, hardening into stone.
Amidst the cold to hold you in a heated embrace
You flee my dream come the morning.
Your scent - berries tart, lilac sweet
To dream of raven locks entwisted, stormy.
Of violet eyes, glistening as you weep
I know not if fate would have us live as one.
Or if by love's blind chance we've been bound
The wish I whispered, when it all began.
Did it forge a love you might never have found?
You flee my dream come the morning.
Your scent - berries tart, lilac sweet
To dream of raven locks entwisted, stormy.
Of violet eyes, glistening as you weep