The midnight come near, the wind lift up,
Foliage rustling in the crowns of trees.
I lie in bed in room, so dark
And I wait, when the day light comes again.
Night sky is flooding by black clouds
Storm comes, the rain start to lash on windows
Lighting illuminate the walls of this dark room
Then strongly thunderstorm, about this is the fear bigger.
Dark Dawn... The day light comes not
I go mad if I'm waiting the sunrise.
Dark Dawn... The day light comes not
I go mad, ever I wait not for the sunrise.
... And then it comes, the beauty of day life
All around is so lightly, as I not ever been in this castle
I don't know who I am, in fact I don't know if I live
Am I DEAD? Am I DREAMING? But that's I don't LEARN!
Dark Dawn... The day light comes not
I go mad if I'm waiting the sunrise.
Dark Dawn... The day light comes not
I go mad, ever I wait not for the sunrise.
Morning comes, the sun is lifting over mountains
Birds are twittering in the crowns of trees
I lie in coffin in a buried bround on the graveyard
Finally I'm not in this terribly castle in that's I fear, so much...
Dark Dawn... The day light comes not
I go mad if I'm waiting the sunrise.
Dark Dawn... The day light comes not
I go mad, ever I wait not for the sunrise.
