Testo di Whispering Of Good-bye

When my dusk is drawn in the twilight's gleam A tear does fall in silent stream. When I raise my eyes for to see the light I go through the shadow's vastrous might. And I won't see when the morning redeems the sad voice of the tender night A sad voice, and it seems like some whispering of good-bye. When my destiny emerges from the other side There is no place for me to hide. When I close my eyes for to never dream again Think of me every now and then: And I won't see when the morning redeems the sad voice of the tender night A sad voice, and it seems like some whispering of good-bye.