These scars long have yearned for your tender caress
To bind our fortunes, damn what the stars own
Rend my heart open, then your love profess
A winding, weaving fate to which we both atone
You flee my dream come the morning
Your scent – berries tart, lilac sweet
To dream of raven locks entwisted, stormy
Of violet eyes, glistening as you weep
Za wilczym ladem pod w zamie
I twoje serce wytropi uparte
Przez gniew i smutek, stwardniae w kamie
Rozpal usta smagane wiatrem.
Z moich snw uciekasz nad ranem,
Cierpka jak agrest, sodka jak bez
Chc ni czarne loki spltane
Fiokowe oczy mokre od ez
I know not if fate would have us live as one
Or if by loves blind chance weve been bound
The wish I whispered, when it all began
Did it forge a love you might never have found?
The wolf I will follow into the storm
To find your heart, its passion displaced
The wolf I will follow into the storm
The wish I whispered, when it all began
Did it forge a love you might never have found?