Hear the whispering of the old trees
Telling the tales of time
Upon the everlasting stars
In this mighty unique firmament
Fascinated from the emptiness
In this blackness so bizarre
Creating the own illusions
Without the bitterness of the light
Twilight... the bleeding of the sun
Mesmerized... through the silence of the night
Desires... hopes between the stars
Nocturnal... the beauty of the dark
Nightfall - slumber of the darks beyond
Touched by - the shine of the moon not real
Losing the sense of time
During the swinging of a gentle wind
Strong like the other nature forces
Eternal darkness, mighty like the winds
Crying winds of sadness
Carrying the sorrows of the lost
Dust of melancholy
On the way to the black horizon
During the hours of darkness