Stalingrad Theme

And this is my four leaf clover Gift of love of mine Tear of meadow's fall Scent in coldest snow Tell her love is strong It's strong like glance Like wishful Lie And my words shall rise Through pale profiles Body of silent childs A world where sun can't bright All may love is Four leaf face of fall To put in words Please now leave me upset My pale drawing time Don't forget to prompt You will never die Leave the fall, reach up and find her Tell my love about the future Prompt me you'll kiss her fingers You will be the wishful pain's chord I believe in snow blood's fall Crows the sing upon the stars Grey the face I hurt you feel the leaves Tell her sky was cold and Eyes were snow in blood this view And my empty sight was pale profile Body of silent child A world where sun slow died All may love was Fourth leaf face of fall And nothing else Baby Leave the fall of thanks in the night Save you