Kein Hirtenfeuer Glimmt Mehr

..and many a moon shall rise...
..and lead me into the cold embrace of the night
Here we drown in our grief, drown in an absence of light.
Here is no ...

Wo silbern Wasser rauschen,
 Zeit lange schon verbannt -
 Da sitzt er auf altem Steine,
 Die Fidel in der Hand.
 Lässt wundersam sie klingen,
 Nun lau...

When shadows grow longer
And the sun sets for the forthcoming night
 Our sorrow is stronger
As darkness and death are near by our side
Many a sun will...

I't was an eve in late summer, autumn was nigh
still a warm sun did colour the sky
The meadows did shine in a strange golden light
and vales did forth...

A night of december so dark and cold,
I walked a path ages old
The moon amongst the clouds revealed
lightning valleys, forest and field
Embraced by si...

Autumn was in its prime
Fruits turned to golden wine
The heath shone purple and the haze so softly rose
and hovered o`er the ground
By magic without s...

And again the moon is on the wave, gliding gently into me,
On silent wings the night comes from there, as my heart longs to thee...
For in my hand I s...

O gothic moon thy shine encharmest me tonight
Bereavest me of sleep, makest me wander under thy light.
Thou letst abloom my heart until the very last ...

Winter leaves
Autumn weaves
Summer's gone

Winter leaves
Autumn weaves
Summer's gone