Nocturna
Anabantha
Nocturnal
Infinite and fleeting
dark look
your scent embraces me
you enchant me
I become an illusion
I become immortal
and in worlds of forgetfulness
not even loneliness
Your image of light
that comes and goes
and in the midst of shadows
I find you again
Crying out passion
crying perhaps
my spirit begs
to know where you will go
The hidden sky
my nights of love
in some star
that never shone
Crying out passion
crying perhaps
my spirit begs
to know where you will go
((((All over again...))))
