Perfume Of Withered Roses Lyrics - Lacrimas Profundere

...and the waves sighed helpless 

as the shore devoured them 

the clouds which adorned the sky 

so dark but beatyful 

every stone, every stem 

is all part of a picture 

together they weave on the beholder 

who takes the nature in and comprehend it 

but this picture is different from human-eye to human-eye 

though it will always be the same 

bewitch me the perfume of a withered rose 

which is actually dead but the perfume (and the beauty) are steady 

though it changes please or shock the human mind 

a withered rose often in connection with grief 

the withering so we say it is the end 

but everything can fade away the love the pain... 

so we say that the withering is loosen from all spheres 

and it's just a cover which hides the life in it's being 

but in any form the being is constant 

though it is often or eternal only the rememberance 

but the only true grief is not the withering 

it is that rememberances fall to pieces too...