Laulunsanoja:
Beatrik Requiem Of December

and void of life under this December?s moonlight This Requiem of December is the deepest and grey Mourning and melancholia attend me in this Requiem

If your soul hasn?t never found its peace So your feelings are close to mine Every night I dream this wished Nirvana It will begun only beyond

Kiss my pale face and leave me for the last time Nobody will remember me, after your deat Ah, after your death They are tolling for me, this sad bells