Лена Максимова Sadness

Sadness, All that s left of our love is Sadness, Soaring in the sky above us Sadness, Slightly killing every feeling But My tenderness for you. For you Feelings die except my craving. For you Dying like a wounded raven. For you Embers glow the heart is slowing down. What s left of our love Sadness, All that s left of our love is Sadness, Soaring in the sky above us Sadness, Slightly killing every feeling But My tenderness for you. For you For you