LORELEI - English

Remember the feeling.

The dry wind carries a swirl of cries

In the midst of pale flames

Whatever is born disappears there

as if gently guided

I feel endless fate.

I feel your pain and inside the shadow.

I feel...

It's repeated over and over again...

(My hands are searching for your breath)

A poem played by mirages

It's Lorelei... Lorelei... Waiting for the end.