Thou art a flower, growing into his soul. 
You light his silent path of night... 
Thy winds they blow for his love and shadows... 
He's praising the beauty of thee... in a far away land. 
Thou art The Amaranth! 

Meeting... Connecting... 
Wishing... Hoping. 

Embracing... Kissing... 
Loving... Promising forever. 

Spending... Fading... 
Crying... Despising. 

Bleeding... Screaming... 
Suffering... Hating for love! 

Never I knew a heart could be so [bad word] .. 
I dream to fly together forever with you! 
Our crimson souls would surrender their pain... 
Our tears would wash away the stains. 
It's so cold here... without you! 

Within her, the essence of Night... 
Within her, beloved Venus shines! 

Fading away, the last sunray... Fading away, the last sunray... 
Autumn [bad word] to thy heart, Autumn [bad word] to my heart, 
but maybe the rain brings her to you... but maybe the rain brings her to me... 
So [bad word] and so dark, her beautiful soul forlorn. So [bad word] and so dark, my flower! 
She is The Amaranth! 

Will she rise in me? 
Will I rise in her? 

Will she rise in him? 
Will he rise in her?