The Princess

Blutengel

Frozen landscapes, flowers made of ice 
I see her traces in the snow 
I am waiting for this winter night 
Will she come to rescue me 
Is it time to go 

She is a princess and her heart is made of ice 
But there is no coldness in her soul 
She tries to heal my eternal pain 

She is a princess in a world so full of tears 
But there is no bitterness in her words 
She takes my hand to show me love 

I hear her voice, it's pure and full of hope 
I see a bright moon in the sky 
I am searching for her eyes and wish 
That she will melt the snow in my heart 

I wish to sleep again, to dream her fairytale once more 
To feel her endless grace, she'll find the doubt inside me 
Oh, let me dream