Walet pik [English translation]

You think, I've got

so cold hands

that their touch would can

froze everything.

When I'm singing

looking at your photograph,

the wax doll

is melting in my hands.

I'm changing the card sequence again

talking to shadow.

Poor light of candles

gives life for their faces.

Jack of spades laughs

as coldly as you.

I'm trying to melt

the snow with my lips.

I've got my own dance

Enchanted circle of spells

Your image in the crystal ball

I'll give you my hand and you'll come with me

For a moment out of the world - and only mine

I've got fair eyes

when I'm looking at you.

I've got black eyes

when I'm crying because of you.

I always drink the same drink

to not go mad.

And my sleeping soul

loses sight of your portrait.

And enchanted circle of spells

is dancing again.

Your image in the crystal ball

I'll give you my hand and you'll come with me

For a moment out of the world - and only mine

You'll be mine and only mine

You'll come into enchanted circle

Your image in the crystal ball

And I'll draw seven signs above the ball

And enchanted circle of spells

will dance again.

Your image in the crystal ball

I'll give you my hand and you'll come with me

For a moment out of the world - and only mine

• Artist:Closterkeller
• Album:Violet