Текст песни Wintercult - La Tristesse Durera Toujours

Casting the characters into the fire again
In a fit of rage and pain torn
Then there's nothing left
As if covered with a thin layer of snow

Why again longing , throwing
The absurdity and hatred in all
Where do your eyes any rush
Everywhere only a cold fire burns

Bursts familiar in the heart of the wind
It breaks the skin , splashing poison into the veins

Desire prizhgli coals fear
Freedom of will on the cross, crucified
To forget , losing himself again
Just want to be dust , ashes , ashes ...