Letras
The day is ending
The night is descending
The marsh is frozen
The river dead
Through clouds like ashes
The red sun flashes
On village windows
That glimmer red
While through the meadows
Like fearful shadows
Slowly passes a funeral train
A funeral train (a funeral train)
Shadows are trailing
My heart is bewailing
And tolling within
Like a funeral bell
Like a funeral bell
Like a funeral