Текст песни November's Eve

[Music: Sipilä & CHARON Lyrics: Leppäluoto]

White dreams of sour relish
Four candles in VIRGINS nest
Sweet rhyme of brook flows in our minds... we fly.
Words in a cold frost eve,
Taken by the form of breeze
Falling down before they get to known... the sough

Drunken by a fierce of night
And some who RECLAIMED my mind
The dark is longer than we thought, so cold. Charon - November's Eve - http://ru.motolyrics.com/charon/novembers-eve-lyrics.html
Black snow shall fade our shapes
Roots of the oak EMBRACE
Sweet rhyme of brook flows through our times, alive.

A quiet pray, another day
For the words that never said.
November's eve, four of a breeze
For the words that never feels,
Forever we die, forever disdain
In WHITE dreams of sour relish.
Forever white, forever night
Loose love cleaves to a DARK.