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"My thoughts drip dreamily like honey, and the glass in my hand
It dreams of golden smoke and the sun, the pale wall rigidly dissolves
Out there on the lake, the moon drifts on for many hours
And gives the autumn night pale glimpses of wisdom without meaning

The spirit in stiff honey
In the drunken sweet night
Would be blood for a letter, but the lake is black and deep
And full of heavy words
Which are waiting to be born
Not today, but at some point the lake will surely wash them up

Wishes glow in the sky whenever I go there
Sometimes a star falls down and falls dreamily into my hands
This night I can let myself fall without even falling
As stars move on and fade on the horizon

Maybe you are the sun that greets me tomorrow on the horizon
Maybe the light after nights of emptiness that sweetens the day
Maybe everything is just a dream, maybe a predetermined run
I know the sun is rising in more than a morning

From outside, the autumn falls again to the lonely hearts
Now raise your glasses, laugh and feel the pain of longing again
Because as long as wounds throb, scars adorn our souls
There is still blood flowing and mind is still, so let us lose some time"
translation from Nocte Obducta - Nektar

Description

"My thoughts drip dreamily like honey, and the glass in my hand
It dreams of golden smoke and the sun, the pale wall rigidly dissolves
Out there on the lake, the moon drifts on for many hours
And gives the autumn night pale glimpses of wisdom without meaning

The spirit in stiff honey
In the drunken sweet night
Would be blood for a letter, but the lake is black and deep
And full of heavy words
Which are waiting to be born
Not today, but at some point the lake will surely wash them up

Wishes glow in the sky whenever I go there
Sometimes a star falls down and falls dreamily into my hands
This night I can let myself fall without even falling
As stars move on and fade on the horizon

Maybe you are the sun that greets me tomorrow on the horizon
Maybe the light after nights of emptiness that sweetens the day
Maybe everything is just a dream, maybe a predetermined run
I know the sun is rising in more than a morning

From outside, the autumn falls again to the lonely hearts
Now raise your glasses, laugh and feel the pain of longing again
Because as long as wounds throb, scars adorn our souls
There is still blood flowing and mind is still, so let us lose some time"
translation from Nocte Obducta - Nektar