On a cold night
A blue shadow rises
On the peaceful moon
Calling out into the night

I put away the cruel love
Deep inside my heart,

If I could only grasp
Your outstretched arms
If my wings of freedom are cut off
I will just struggle forth
Untill love has ended

The limits of the means to survive
Are high as the mountains
But as long as I can breathe
I can live
Without limits

On that blue night
If I could only grasp
Your outstretched arms
Even if my last breath is taken away
I will just struggle forth
Untill love has ended

And so it was later
As the miler told his tale
That her face at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale
Turned a whiter shade of pale