Marche Funebre все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы
- Lethe
Viens sur mon coeur, âme cruelle et sourde,
Tigre adoré, monstre aux airs indolents;
Je veux longtemps plonger mes doigts tremblants
Dans l'épaisseur de ta crinière lourde;
Come to my heart, cold viper-soul malign,
Beloved tiger, hydra indolent;
Long will I drag my hands incontinent
- Of Dreams and Vanity
All what is said will be forgotten
All which is done is in vain
For the wise and for the fool
There’s no remembrance
It is lifted from our hearts all too soon
All we have seen are shadows flickering on the wall
No truth to be found