Still drunken of spring's shining meadows and the
myriads of flowers, we shut our eyes to the beauty
and fell asleep ...and oblivion erased our
memories of fall and blinded our eyes.
Overwhelming were the days, as autumn embraced the
land of zephyr kissed the sky with passion... But
more seldom we remembered the perfume of a long
withered spring and summer's caress faded like a
candle in the wind, leaving a legacy of gold...
...and still we slumbered - dreamless and
forlorn... But for the sleepless who perceive, a
blossom's tear will be a monument of those long
faded summers and bears the seed of a new spring
...and those will feel no mourning as fall grands
them a farewell kiss in the orchid-fields because
their gardens will gleam everlasting...

Lacrimas Profundere is a gothic rock band from Germany.
Their name means, "to shed tears" in Latin. Album: La Naissance D'un Rêve, 1997.
So beautiful.