One day before the rain only for a moment the earth inhales again It seems like time stood still before the wind creeping to the trees upon the hill And a blind man finds a way between the beauty and decay Over roses in the dust, behind doors are made to rust Lies a field of a thousand nails beneath cemetery vales And one day before the rain He is searching there again Where no one ever meets And one day before the rain He is searching there again Where no one ever meets on the Scarlet Flower Fields The scent of sweet perfume is a lair of pale illusions with a tainted Paris tune The dark an lonely side binds this liquid marriage for shadows and the light Somewhere by the fireside lies a man, eyes open wide Flee on the effect of plants, he translates and understands For the hidden side to see in this secret poetry And one day before the rain He is searching there again Where no one ever meets And one day before the rain He is searching there again Where no one ever meets On the Scarlet Flower Fields And one day before the rain He is searching there again Where no one ever meets And one day before the rain He is searching there again Where no one ever meets On the Scarlet Flower Fields On the Scarlet Flower Fields On the Scarlet Flower Fields On the Scarlet Flower Fields Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com