گیت کے بول کے نقاط
ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
The mystic winds of the magic night
enchants me in the moonlight.
And..
As a creature of the dark, I am the infant of the night.
With raven eyes I scatter gnomes haunting in the scenery,
raging the night again and again
I roam the night monstrously!
Possessed by obscure thoughts
Cruelty consumes my soul like a flame
... of thousand fires!
Solemn nights within nights
have I transcended,
a fog of fire surrounds me...
I become a breed of the infinite evil
that breathe-in at dusk
and breathe-out at dawn!
For so many years
have I admired the ceremonies of night,
the moonlight and the powers of darkness.
Finally can I detach myself
from the human chains!
"One once carried by the night,
will carry the night within his soul
for eternal time!"
