I saw you standing there, in the garden of my dream so pale and delicate... mist danced arround your arms dressed in red my angel it's cold here so cold without you and statues of stone they whisper my name for love so tragis shall not be forgotten trees calmly sleep and wind blows my tale with wine and tears I taste my loneliness and if I die will you miss me, will you shed a tear or leave a trace on my nameless grave and my words echoes like mourning for beloved ones those who are gone forever and never come back they never come back they are gone forever