作曲 : Arkdae, Hylgaryss Le froid envahit sa pauvre âme, Quand sa tombe se referme sur lui, La sculpture aux regards infâmes, Ferme les yeux, saluant minuit. Aujourd'hui est mort le paradis, Dans ce cimetière triste et si brumeux, Sous le pâle visage de
Coldness overcomes his poor soul When his tomb shuts on him The sculpture with vile glance Close its eyes, greeting midnight Today Paradise died In that sad and misty graveyard Under the pale face of Marie Listening to that merciful hymn.. [Translated from french by Pandora]
作曲 : Arkdae, Hylgaryss Le froid envahit sa pauvre âme, Quand sa tombe se referme sur lui, La sculpture aux regards infâmes, Ferme les yeux, saluant minuit. Aujourd'hui est mort le paradis, Dans ce cimetière triste et si brumeux, Sous le pâle visage de
Coldness overcomes his poor soul When his tomb shuts on him The sculpture with vile glance Close its eyes, greeting midnight Today Paradise died In that sad and misty graveyard Under the pale face of Marie Listening to that merciful hymn.. [Translated from french by Pandora]
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