Текст песни Gothic Sky - Спящие Цветы

No rest for the soul in a strange ghostly dreams
A number of centuries have turned to dust
Stems sleeping flowers, petals they are
To the sea sighing winds, the waves of the stars fall asleep

Blackened moon mirrors ruby
Reflect from the bottom, and fail in smoke
Do not rest in dreams, ghostly light of the moon
Like tears in his eyes, reborn dawn

But opening the petals,
In the chill of death entered,
Dying flowers
Under the Moon from the rain,
Faced with the lunar dawn
Night eternal death
Gain response
Soul lunar children

Through thousands of years, through hundreds of centuries
Violet light gives glimpses of dreams
Sleep under cold fresh flowers Moon
Soon they will wash away the petals sea wave

Waiting for news of the fire funeral winds
Soul lunar day that will live in them again,
Through hundreds of centuries of lunar ghosts Grotto
The walls of the sleeping flowers again awaken from dreams