The night is silent and
time itself seems to be standing on end.
From forth this rooftop I stay in shadows.
the light, ready to crawl on my skin
It casts off against the night sky,
swallowing the stars and it is ugly.
Oh sweet, sweet heart!
Must that be my love!
He creeps into the light like some
Where my heart lies residence at,
oh my cold-blooded angel!
The light shadows your face, but
I feel your eyes and it brings
cool water flowing through my veins,
silencing the turmoil in my soul.
Oh dear love, if I could just reach out my hand
and brush against your fiery, yet tender lips,
I’ll succomb to your will.
Take me away my angel! Gather me into your lasting arms
where promsied, you’ll never let go…