Under the Dock Leaves letra

You slide across the branches,
Your glitter is fertile pollen,
You're shadows in the shape of leaves.
A wind that ripples the crest of waves against the current,
You caress the rivers but you are the springs.

Your eyes: buds which are moistened by the dew,
Beyond webs of obscurity.

The branches swing you
Then you glide on your transparent wings.

Gothica - Letras

• Cosmic Harmony
• Deep Lakes of the Soul
• Harmattan
• La Vida Es Sueño
• Lost In Reverie
• Medusa
• Nel Buio
• Nothingness
• Penelope
• Proserpina
• Sepulchres
• Spirit Dance
• Spirits Of The Dead
• Stagione Oscura
• The Cliff of Suicide
• The Grave
• The Land Beyond
• The Land Under The Waves
• The Monk
• The Pure Nymph
• Under the Dock Leaves
• Where The Lilies Fade