The Torment In Blind Eyes Lyrics - Singles - Dissolving Of Prodigy

Perhaps the wind itself from old myth sweped the dust away, 

In a sleep of a beauty frigg caused the fear. 

Ah worried, worried is Balde's mother, 

So worried, that even the death takes a pity on him. 

I saw the meadow full of faces, 

Faces full of child's smile. 

Their eyes lived for the joy 

And the death was only dream. 

But the grief dimmed my eyes by blood 

And the time blew the horrifying day. 

And I for this beauty, 

Now in recollections mourn only. 

Bitter thorn is the joy of other. 

Innocence of blind eyes of brother 

Starkles in cruel trap of envy, 

Which like treacherous rose 

Lacerates the white palm, 

So as under the veil of sweet smell 

Sees the fright of pain 

In his eyes. 

And the death like swan's neck 

Flew toward the end of his life. 

Vindictive, but full of tears 

Is malice of mother, 

Which by death of dearest 

Is drowning in agony of grief. 

Crowning by bottomless nostalgia, 

Helplessly seeks in the eyes of death 

The forgiveness, but it was fated her 

To be destitute further. 

When the envy wakes up the pain 

And the innocence is betrothed with baseness, 

Then by sorrow mourns even the death 

And the life parts with the joy. 

I saw the meadow full of faces, 

Faces full of child's smile. 

Their eyes lived for the joy 

And the death was only dream. 

But the grief dimmed my eyes by blood 

And the time blew the horrifying day. 

And I for this beauty, 

Now in recollections mourn only.