Far, far away, the flames do play,
Leaping in the far distance
Across the way, candles wildly turn,
Doing their reckless dance.

Stars glitter, then fall, in the sky;
Hopeless realm of night.
Falling, falling to our green realm,
Into our fading sight.

Memories, mere dreams, rise in the dark,
Blind eye of the mind.
Dreams of death, memories of fleeting love,
All, all of a single kind.