Sepulchral whispers in the night, so silent, so cold
Carried by a funeral wind, seductive hellish desires
Her carnal tombvoice haunts me still as I enter the city of death
Her lifeless breath, restless morbid lust
In a coffin lies my beauty alone and awake... Waiting for me
Dressed only in white silk, the ravenous grim and those black eyes of yours
Your bluish for me to hold
Sepulchral whispers in the night, so silent, so cold
Carried by a funeral wind, seductive hellish desires
Her carnal tombvoice haunts me still as I enter the city of death
Her lifeless breath, restless morbid lust
In a coffin lies my beauty alone and awake... Ooh
Dressed only in white silk, dressed only in white silk
Dressed only in white silk, dressed only in white silk, aaah
I believe... My flesh hunger for the tombworld
My flesh hunger for the tombworld for a kiss of your cold lips
Cold steel... My veins are open in a cold forgotten mausoleum
Where only the funeral wind blows, where only death and grief blooms
Finally my flesh and bloodlife ends
ПЕРЕВОД
Гробниц шепот в ночи, так тихо, так холодно,
Проведенный на похороны ветром, эти адсккие желания.
Ее голос, могила не дает мне покоя до сих пор, как я в городе смерти.
Ее безжизненное дыхание, беспокойный похоть болезнен.
В гробу лежит моя красавица, только проснулась... Ждет меня.
Одета в белый шелк, хищные мрачные и эти черные глаза твои,
И это голубовато для меня...
Гробниц шепот в ночи, так тихо, так холодно,
Проведенный на похороны ветром, эти адсккие желания.
Ее голос, могила не дает мне покоя до сих пор, как я в городе смерти.
Ее безжизненное дыхание, беспокойный похоть болезнен.
В гробу лежит моя красавица, она только проснулась... Ооо
Одета только в белый шелк, одета только в белый шелк,
Одета только в белый шелк, одета только в белый шелк, ааа.
Я верю... Моя плоть голодна для гробницы мира
Моя плоть голодна для гробницы мира, для поцелуя твои губы холодны.
Холодная сталь... Мои вены открыты, в холоде забыли мавзолей.
Где только похороны ветра, где только смерть и горе цветет.
Наконец моя плоть и кровь заканчиваются. Sepulchral whispers in the night, so silent, so cold
Carried by a funeral wind, seductive hellish desires
Her carnal tombvoice haunts me still as I enter the city of death
Her lifeless breath, restless morbid lust
In a coffin lies my beauty alone and awake ... Waiting for me
Dressed only in white silk, the ravenous grim and those black eyes of yours
Your bluish for me to hold
Sepulchral whispers in the night, so silent, so cold
Carried by a funeral wind, seductive hellish desires
Her carnal tombvoice haunts me still as I enter the city of death
Her lifeless breath, restless morbid lust
In a coffin lies my beauty alone and awake ... Ooh
Dressed only in white silk, dressed only in white silk
Dressed only in white silk, dressed only in white silk, aaah
I believe ... My flesh hunger for the tombworld
My flesh hunger for the tombworld for a kiss of your cold lips
Cold steel ... My veins are open in a cold forgotten mausoleum
Where only the funeral wind blows, where only death and grief blooms
Finally my flesh and bloodlife ends
TRANSLATION
Tombs whisper in the night, so quiet, so cold,
Conducted the funeral of the wind, these adskkie desire.
Her voice, grave haunts me still, as I in death.
Her lifeless breathing, restless lust painful.
In the coffin lay my beauty, just woke up ... waiting for me.
Dressed in white silk, dark and predatory these black your eyes,
And this blue for me ...
Tombs whisper in the night, so quiet, so cold,
Conducted the funeral of the wind, these adskkie desire.
Her voice, grave haunts me still, as I in death.
Her lifeless breathing, restless lust painful.
In the coffin lies my beautiful, she just woke up ... Ooo
Dressed only in white silk, dressed only in a white silk
Dressed only in white silk, dressed only in white silk, aah.
I believe ... My flesh hungry for the tomb of the world
My flesh hungry for the tomb of the world, to kiss your lips are cold.
Cold Steel ... My veins are open in the cold forgotten mausoleum.
Where only the wind funeral, where only death and grief blooms.
Finally, my flesh and blood come to an end. Смотрите также: | |
