Triangle

On the darkest day of winter The sun fell to the ground Darkness tried to save its glory But it lost the crown No one could feel the sky falling and the rain of rays Only dry lakes cried and filled the empty banks They reflected the shining arrows of the light Until they put on this golden dress in the night Long haired witch ran out of the gate Doesn't matter where she'll go Her robe was knitted with white lilies Which enchanted crows Her melancholy gushed from her body And slid down the forest path It spilled into the dry lake And then, the sun fell from the sky The witch and the dry lake cried, making small waves Which was unnoticed by their loved ones So the monarch of the day Sang them a thousand tales and lullabies Cry ! Monarch of the day sang them lullabies Sleep in a sunny night! In this short-lived illusion Your tears will disappear Your soul will be purified The lake loses reflection Her tears are drying up Dazzling rays rise in the air And return to the surface of the sun The witch cuts the white flowers Accelerates slow hours She must return to the Magic tower To take care of the pain of others Cry ! Monarch of the day sang them lullabies Sleep in a sunny night! In this short-lived illusion Your tears will disappear Your soul will be purified Cry!