Obscure

Obscured... by your shade
The sun is dead, my days are over
Standing still in a cold sleep
Full of dreams of clouds in the night sky

Eclipsed by a black wing
That takes me to the highest heaven
Where you dwell amongst the angels
In an everlasting state of beauty

Obscured... by your shade
The sun is dead, my days are over
Standing still in a cold sleep
Full of dreams of depths and maelströms

Blue´s the ocean of mistery
In which I dive to meet you
With dolphins and mermaids upon your feet
In an everlasting state of beauty

Obscure thoughts remind me of you
Wearing a crown of flowers
Obscure thoughts remind me of you
Dressed in snowy-white
Obscure thoughts remind me of you
Under the silver moonlight
Obscure thoughts remind me... you

Wearing a crown of flowers
In an everlasting state of beauty