over the edge and ino oblivion On dark silken wings carried further away To a place of sadness and tranquility On a chariot of gold, the shade of a man
Going over the edge and into oblivion On dark silken wings carried further away To a place of sadness and tranquility On a chariot of gold, the shade of a
Prijevod: Noćni obredi. U sedmom Mjesec (Desîhras dnevnik - Glava III).
