18.05.2024
Howling Saints - Лирицс транслатион то енглисх
English
Blackness
Charred flowers, ”noian” of blackness...Black coffins, burnt, made of metal,
Funeral vestments made of charcoal,
Profound black, ”noian” of blackness...
Dream sparks were vibrating... ”noian” of blackness,
Charred, the love was smoking-
Perfume of burnt feathers, and it was raining...
Black, only ”noian” of blackness...
Charred flowers
Charred flowers
Charred flowers
Charred flowers
Charred flowers
Charred flowers
Charred flowers
Charred flowers
Profound black, ”noian” of blackness... (of blackness)
Only ”noian” of blackness...
What a sad love to want to sit among those who die.
And what an impulse to forever go into a grave.
What a lack of purpose you're living with, thinking as if you never were.1
And what a word... a mystery, in the sky, and on Earth
Charred flowers
Charred flowers
Charred flowers
Charred flowers
Charred flowers
Charred flowers
Charred flowers
Charred flowers
Profound black, ”noian” of blackness... (of blackness)
Only ”noian” of blackness...
- 1. ”Living without purpose, thinking as if you never were” has a similar meaning while sounding better and matching the Romanian lyrics from a grammatical point of view, but it omits the repetition of the ”what a” construction
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