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• Artiste: Coram Lethe
• Titre: Cold Winter Of Fallen Stars
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Running in the rivers of immense loneliness The water, its voice, its dance, only friends The breath that lives mists my look Pale moon where are you? Shining snow is melting in my hands And pours her tears on the searing stone No trying to escape now it's too late Hold me tightly my spirit could die Dimension where I'm going is unknown With the ice in my veins I'm searching for my identity In what image can I discover my sensations In the sky of a cold winter of fallen stars (I cry, I die) There are no longer those familiar faces with whom I exchange glances But maybe it's my face that doesn't know itself... The sad lights of the weeping winter Breathing the colours of an ending Imagine the end and bare trees Like pale skeletons that speak no more The icy season has made bare That which you really are, you didn't know The voices of children I'll hear no more They are sweet echos like ancestral sounds