歌词
Almost a perfect winter night's tale
Will put a twist of salt in your ale
Starts with a frail silhouette
A lost mind fooled by a bad bet
She stumbled on that high window of hers
and jumped into an ocean of golden leaves but no flower
As the boulevard vanished into yellow tree tears
Leaving behind all the lame lack loving steers
O Ophelia
I fall and I faint
Closer and closer and closer to your islet
At least make him hear my complaint
It drops tissues tainted of violet
O Ophelia
She stumbled on that high window of hers
and jumped into an ocean of golden leaves but no flower
As the boulevard vanished into yellow tree tears
Leaving behind all the lame lack loving steers
It seems like ages Adam broke up with Eve
Free my name and hold my soul
Now that all my chains have left me alone
Green waves are melting with my new floor
And I can smell no wind anymore
Have mercy my heart is cold but my faith is eternal
If they find me
Will they ever sing my story
All along the prettiest river
Everything becomes clearer
Time passed and willowed O old Ocean
Welcome your widow
Here comes my final bow
Written by: 2001
