I remember the stars and I'm sick. In the cramped caverns, I breathed love.In the bloody and dreary, my tear doesn't help. In the fifth and last, I'm in the cold.In the cold, I'm in the cold. In the cold, I'm in the cold.In the cold, I'm in the cold. In the cold, I'm in the cold.In the five apples, I loved. I kept his sea.In the lapis, in the caravan, I light the dream candle.
