Koge piosenki

A sun-burned funeral, Followed by an endless summer-night, Woven by sweltering black winds. 

Dawn is rising, glowing red. The pines, waiting evermore - For the early sigh of the past winds. 

A precious shining memory, Gently and only in this darkness - A tree in bloom. 

Enchanted… Leaving… The house in the ground. Wandering in suspense…