كلمات No Other

Speak slowly, tongue of winter Leak only strokes of bright moonlight These streets I‘ve weaved with hunger Repeatedly with white sheet eyes Quiver through the nights Beneath a lonesome moon, I hear This city croons to me, no other With dark descending phantoms Haunts hoary heads the longest wail Their hollow beat of footsteps Will follow me midst snowy trail Beneath a lonesome moon, I hear This city croons to me, no other Releasing all too soon, I’m near To her my chest gives in, no other (The grieving streetlights monitored me well Since all was but frost)