I scream out loud,
But no one seems to care,
I cannot reach you, love,
But sure you are still there.
Ref.
Come, come into my dreams!
Bring, bring me your cold wings,
Your wings of faith, your wings of fear…
And yet you are so far –
But still you are so near.
I’ll open up my eyes and greet the morning,
My heart is cold, my sword’s in dust.
And where’re your arms, that I’m still longing?
But where’s your love and where’s your trust?!!
So night will come and you’ll be back again
Into my thoughts, into my dreams,
You’re so fragile, you’re like the rain,
So lonely and so innocent indeed…
Ref.
Come, come into my dreams!
Give, give me your disease.
This shiver’s sweet, this pain so strong!
Come, come where you’re belong!
(Если у кого-то есть замечания по поводу самого английского - с радостью выслушаю)