Τραγούδια!

Τα ακόλουθα πιστεύω ότι ταιριάζουν υπέροχα στην ιστορία που παίζουμε. Το πρώτο, μάλιστα, το αποδίδω στην Ρεγκίνα (και όχι Ρετσίνα, μικρή μου Ολίβια), ενώ το δεύτερο (ελπίζω να μην χρειαστεί να) το αφιερώνω στην Ερέθρια!

A Dream Of Wolves In The Snow

"oh, listen to the....
the children of the night
what sweet music they make"

may dreams be brought
that i might reach
the gentle strains
of midnight speech
and frozen stars
that gild the forest floor

through the swirling snow
Volkh's children come
to run with me
to hunt as one
to snatch the lambs of Christ
from where they fall

from where they fall

To Thou Who Dwellest The Night

Empathy arises
whilst thou drapest this world in black;
The only colour that can paint my soul

Clad in the shades of night
Thou reflects the pure of heart

Amidst all the grief this winter unfoldeth
The thorn in my side - thou retainst

Thy breeze maketh me shiver
Maimeth me with its frozen malice
Thou minglest with the dense night
I hearken to the voice of thy winds
They are the saddest of all sounds of thine
Never will I take leave from thy haunt

Hast thou ever desired me?
I receive no answer, thou letst it pass in silence...