Текст песни die Schwarzen Blumen - Сад Холода

In the garden of death, I 'm going
and counter Dead beseech
I light a candle the Black ,
the flame of life eclipses .

In the garden of Death Priestess Dream
It leads me along the flower beds ,
Rose thorns ice
I freeze the blood.

In the garden of death among the crosses ,
blooming purple rust ,
Children tread dead
not warmed by love.

In the garden of Death Three Widows ,
crepe waving rags ,
are withered wreaths
Love to the grave unborn .