Lletres: Avec Tristesse. How Innocence Dies. All Love Is Gone.

Late at night I close my eyes
Alas! The lighten candle dies
I feel the presence of the dark
I strive my thoughts away from you

Flowing like a river of feelings
My conscience so pale
And all the love that's gone
Brings me tragic nightmares

"You walk in beauty like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies,
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in your aspect and your eyes."

Take from me my emptiness
I've never felt (true) love in my life;
A bitter life that no one ever cared

The taste of wine lingers in my mind
The wine that spilled right out from your wounds
Into my mouth and shattering my life
I thank you so my beloved ones