Текст песни Ignis Fatuu - Maskenball

Masquerade
Listen, as everything happened.
On the ball, they once thought at night,
Having fun, drank and laughing
And now he saw her
And she asked her hands, so it was.

Her face was beautiful and white,
And black cloak, and no one recognized the execution of execution
Nobody has seen
Who was the killer.

Black Hair, Black Cloak,
Without unnecessary words, blindly trusted him.
She was cozy in the tact of music and warm
The impression was lying on his hands.

Her face was beautiful and white,
And black cloak, and no one recognized the execution of execution
Nobody has seen
Who was the killer.

And the music ran suddenly
And the cry cut through the emptiness, she was assieved,
Around the bustle, she lay in his blood,
Only a mask in her hair found ...

Her face was beautiful and white,
And black cloak, and no one recognized the execution of execution
Nobody has seen
Who was the killer.