Die Schönheit der Schatten deutsche Übersetzung
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Die Schönheit der Schatten Lyrics Übersetzung
Wakefully and restless she is wandering
At night in her silver dress.
Some say, this she's doing
Since the beginning of time.
She is holding a goblet in her hands,
A vessel made of glass and light.
Some say, what lies inside
Not even the gods know.
So she strolls in darkness
With pale skin and black hair.
She's a spirit, a child of the night,
Yet more beautiful than a day ever was.
So she strolls with her goblet
Which is dedicated to mystery.
Some say whoever drinks from it
Comprehends the endlessness!
And so night by night goes by
And I dream myself to her.
When in the twilight she awakens,
come dance with me!
Through your eyes I look
As through the night into the all.
Let me just once from your goblet
in your hands take a sip!
So I'll swear upon my heart,
upon the call of the nightingale:
I'll kiss the stardust
from your cold lips!
And leave the world far behind
in my free fall.
So I stroll on her path
and follow my longing,
well knowing that on this world
I go without some levity.
And every, when I awake
and my world drowns in the semblance,
I wait that my heart rises/opens
when our sun goes down.
And so night by night goes by
And I dream myself to her.
When in the twilight she awakens,
come dance with me!
Through your eyes I look
As through the night into the all.
Let me just once from your goblet
in your hands take a sip!
So I'll swear upon my heart,
upon the call of the nightingale:
I'll kiss the stardust
from your cold lips!
And leave the world far behind
in my free fall.
You should know what you're searching for
At this night, to this dark hour!
Is it the goblet in from my hand
Or the kiss from my mouth?
I already wander year after year
through your night and believe me,
I'm nothing more than a dream!
A dream of yours, a dream of yours...
Through your eyes I look
As through the night into the all.
Let me just once from your goblet
in your hands take a sip!
So I'll swear upon my heart,
upon the call of the nightingale:
I'll kiss the stardust
from your cold lips!
And leave the world far behind
in my free fall.
At night in her silver dress.
Some say, this she's doing
Since the beginning of time.
She is holding a goblet in her hands,
A vessel made of glass and light.
Some say, what lies inside
Not even the gods know.
So she strolls in darkness
With pale skin and black hair.
She's a spirit, a child of the night,
Yet more beautiful than a day ever was.
So she strolls with her goblet
Which is dedicated to mystery.
Some say whoever drinks from it
Comprehends the endlessness!
And so night by night goes by
And I dream myself to her.
When in the twilight she awakens,
come dance with me!
Through your eyes I look
As through the night into the all.
Let me just once from your goblet
in your hands take a sip!
So I'll swear upon my heart,
upon the call of the nightingale:
I'll kiss the stardust
from your cold lips!
And leave the world far behind
in my free fall.
So I stroll on her path
and follow my longing,
well knowing that on this world
I go without some levity.
And every, when I awake
and my world drowns in the semblance,
I wait that my heart rises/opens
when our sun goes down.
And so night by night goes by
And I dream myself to her.
When in the twilight she awakens,
come dance with me!
Through your eyes I look
As through the night into the all.
Let me just once from your goblet
in your hands take a sip!
So I'll swear upon my heart,
upon the call of the nightingale:
I'll kiss the stardust
from your cold lips!
And leave the world far behind
in my free fall.
You should know what you're searching for
At this night, to this dark hour!
Is it the goblet in from my hand
Or the kiss from my mouth?
I already wander year after year
through your night and believe me,
I'm nothing more than a dream!
A dream of yours, a dream of yours...
Through your eyes I look
As through the night into the all.
Let me just once from your goblet
in your hands take a sip!
So I'll swear upon my heart,
upon the call of the nightingale:
I'll kiss the stardust
from your cold lips!
And leave the world far behind
in my free fall.
Writer(s): Alexander Willms, Daniel Gregory, Malte Hoyer, Thomas Heuer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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