Текст песни Lioncourt - the shadow

A wave of hair went through my fingers
and where is she -
wave of your hair?
I'm in your shadow
like a beast caught
and kneel in front of her.
But a shadow is a shadow.
There is no warm flesh in the shade
inside which is a warm soul.
Ethereal vision
like sterility
possessed me, draining my soul.

I defeated you with play and delirium
and the fact that he was free
not yours.
Now I'm betrayed for my freedom
and rubbing my head against the ghost in vain.

Now I curse these years
when love was exchanged for a lie.
Now I beg for unfreedom
but vindictively you give freedom.

How I believed in your eyes and doors,
and he himself looked for other doors and eyes.
Do we really need the burn of disbelief
and faith spoils us?

I didn't know jealousy.
You awakened
her in me, uncovering my whole soul.
Now I am yours forever.
You win.
You won by those
which is not mine.

1972 year