And again the moon is on the wave, gliding gently into me, on silent wings the night comes from there, as my heart longs to thee.....for in my hand I still hold the rose that froze long times ago, it's leafs have withered, it ceased to grow - left in me is woe. The wine of love, is o so sweet, but bitter is regret, I knew at sunset I would meet the ascending veils of dread. Before my eyes nocturnal curtains fall, The dark and gentle haze of the night, greedily devours all. The Night: "Woe to him whose heart is filled with bitter rue and who drowns in grief" In the silence of the night I loose myself, it makes me drunken with it's sweet blue sound. In the drunk'ness of solitude I fear no more the solemn realms of death No single sigh from my lips as I drink the wine of bitterness My heart is aching nevermore for I know that all may end. Just I and the poetry of the night Now forever one.... Just I and the poetry of the night, now forever one, The ensemble of silence plays so beautiful for me...
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