Jule Konrad - His Grave lyrics

Never can you posess something as fragile as the morning mist Hanging on the gra** for moments only Only breaths of it's touch remain Invisible sounds and the tears on the earth it kissed Does it remember it was there when it's gone? Or is the only memory the one in the eyes that still see? See the world that's now without it? Why even in the lands of eternal summer always comes a winter? Gra** is bowing while a cold stone is sighing the tale of you A tale that's been written without my name