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With Wailing And LamentThere is no sense to search for hope in cried eyes The mourning has held down us by the candles obsequial The falling snow don´t thaw on the cooled down flesh Cold to a cold... now all is the same The cooled down heart... (for ever), without pain and regret The death separates what to unite By widow tears By widow prays... ... By widow tears By widow prays... There is no sense to search for hope in cried eyes The mourning has held down us by the candles obsequial The wrinkles in the rays of sun... so it´s a lot of calmness So much all remained here... The falling snow don´t thaw on the cooled down flesh Cold to a cold... now all is the same The cooled down heart... (for ever), without pain and regret The death separates what to unite By wails and moanings By pangs and rebukes There are no words for farewell, the candles die away on a wind Last touches to cold hands... last touches to cold hands The sun falls into the ground behind my back Together with last part of me... together with my hope |