When the night falls, we are glowing
There in the deep of the forest, us, singing
Lovers entwined,
Skins, unwind.
Bushes, whispering.
In this dark dark cold stone weather,
hopes... dangling.
Chants are melodiously dancing,
wishes are breathing.
What would happen if happiness is here,
and not going anywhere else?
What would happen if all our dreams alive?
If this is heaven we are living in,
why are we not dead yet?
There in the deep of the forest, us, singing
Lovers entwined,
Skins, unwind.
Bushes, whispering.
In this dark dark cold stone weather,
hopes... dangling.
Chants are melodiously dancing,
wishes are breathing.
What would happen if happiness is here,
and not going anywhere else?
What would happen if all our dreams alive?
If this is heaven we are living in,
why are we not dead yet?
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