Paroles de Sickle Moon

They talked to the sicklemoon Seeking after dreams So much they loved the snow While following their stars Yellow feathers spell caressed Dull pearls cross the palm of hands Still - they've gone away Under cover of the night Away under cover of the night From afar longing calls From afar lures the stream Drawn by its mystery Guided by a raven So they talked to the moon Seeking out horizons They flew against the stream Followed by their stars Still... From afar longing calls Grom afar lures the stream Drawn by its mystery Guided by a raven From afar... But their gondolas are black Quiet - so no one ought to hear Under cover of the night From afar... Covered by the night From afar... Guided by a raven From afar... But their gondolas are black From afar... Aus der ferne ruft die Sehnsucht In die ferne Lockt der Strom Doch ihre Gondeln tragen schwarz Ihre gondeln tragen schwarz