Engelsstaub Victim Of Love
I sit alone at your graveside and feel empty
And sad: I think of times of bliss and passion
And of the love we felt for each other. It was
So honest and very fond, our bodies melted
To one. But now you rest here in your grave
So strange and far from me
My dear my dear don't worry about me. I feel
Now free from cares. Tenthousand angels
Shelter me and in the spirit you're here with
Me. I've felt so free and without pain as I left
The face of this earth. Now by night I'll visit you
In your dreams that you can touch me there
Love hurts, pain hurts - love is pain
