Amongst the days of misfortune
The stars dropped their tears
That laid over the flowers
Tilled by the traces of fear

Closed in this saddest dusk
Under my eyes I can see
the night, in shadows and perfume
Embracing my wasted dreams

Whispering winds
I can hear
They told me about the queen

She lives in our sins
In the shadows of our past
Consumed in the pleasure
Of the endless darkness