Ivy kissed the shadows
As mo(u)rning lusts for dew
She with lips of sweetest pain
Lies in wait for you
With the dawn she went away
Before mist veiled the earth
Nothing remained except for the wounds
The only gift of her
«Oh, for themselves they should despair
When our graves lie in silence, but we're not there
When there are voices close to your ear
But no reflection is haunting the mirror»
With the dawn we fade away
Before mist veils the earth
Nothing remains, except for the wounds …
The only gift of him, me … or her…