In the night of the tomb, a silver king
Brings me back to life, to the breath of the wind
Trees and crosses, shadows and prey
Appear to me as a dream beyond time
In the dark chapel, a song rises
Like a body that the sea carries on the shore
There is a glow in the depths of the darkness
A droplet of blood warms my lips
On tenebrario, the last candle
Reminds me for a moment of the weather that makes
The trees and the crosses, the shadows and the prey
In the night of the tomb, sink into oblivion

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