Little Death 歌词

Whishes which tell me girls who whisper to me steps you really do words nobody finds Senses which vanish give me advice my little death A dance which always ends a Morning which holds you Fire that burns out and tears will dry Winds they drift away give me advice My little death Searching of all days the Sea which never turns eyes which grow blind and thoughts they leave The waiting of a coming give me advice my little death So strange this life motion which leads me the lurking of my longings red and blue my courage small steps you can do and the ground continues to turn me around and round Give me advice my little death Whishes which tell me Girls who whisper to me steps you really do words nobody finds Senses which vanish Give me advice my little death