Moonlight Meadow - Moonlight Meadow

She is still squirming

Her jagged and dewy gown

Blows in the wind moonlight meadow

On her face a bloody scar

But she loves dreaming

She loves alone being

In the grey light loudy yellow

From the sky our tears splitting

And she began to cry

And her tears on the sky

Like her face in my mind

Like a scar on the heart

But she loves dreaming

She loves alone being

In the grey light loudy yellow

From the sky our tears splitting