Текст (слова) песни: Celtic Frost - Sorrows Of The Moon

This evening the moon dreams more lazily
As some fair woman, lost in cushions deep
With gentle hand caresses listlessly
The contour of her breasts before she sleeps
On velvet backs of avalanches soft
She often lies enraptured as she dies
And gazes on white visions aloft
Which like a blossoming to heaven rise
When sometimes on this globe, in indolence
She lets a secret tear drop down, by chance
A poet, set against oblivion
Takes in his hand this pale and furtive tear
This opal drop where rainbow hues appear
And hides it in his breast far from the sun
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(Beyond the) North Winds
A Descent To Babylon (Babylon Asleep)
A Kiss Or A Whisper
Babylon Fell (Jade Serpent)
Caress Into Oblivion (Jade Serpent II)
Cherry Orchards (Radio Edit)
Circle Of The Tyrants
Circle of the Tyrants
Circle Of The Tyrants
Dawn of Meggido
Dethroned Emperor
Downtown Hanoi (1991)
Eternal Summer
Fainted Eyes
Heroes
I Won`t Dance (The Elders Orient)
Idols Of Chagrin
Inner Sanctum
Into The Crypts Of Rays
Jewel Throne
Juices Like Wine (1991)
Mesmerized
Mexican Radio
Mexican Radio (1991 Studio Jam)
Morbid Tales
Necromantical Screams
Nemesis
Nocturnal Fear
Phallic Tantrum
Procreation (Of the Wicked)
Return To The Eve
Return To The Eve (1985 Studio Jam)
Rex Irae (Requiem)
Sorrows Of The Moon
The Heart Beneath
The Inevitable Factor
The Name Of My Bride
The Restless Seas
The Usurper
The Usurper (1986)
Tristesses De La Lune
Under Apollyon`s Sun
Vanity
Visions Of Mortality
Visual Aggression
Wine In My Hand (Third From The Sun)
Wings Of Solitude