Lace - Belle Morte

When the summer meets the autumn

When the brooding clouds drop their waters

By the light of dawn I’ll put her bones to rest

Under bushes of hydrangea

She’ll no longer be in danger

I eventually will get this off my chest

In a secret place

Underneath the lace

Lonely and forgotten

Gone without a trace

Her blond hair soaked black

Tangled round her neck

Down by the water

In cold ground she lays

Thy will come for me one day

Asking if sh ever crossed my way

And for sure I’ll have some solid alibi

I’ll pretend to think for a while

Wear «I wish I could help you» smile

They won’t ever know I bid her last goodbye

I have washed her blood, I have burnt her clothes

I have buried her where nobody knows

Till the end of time I will miss her face

And her pale skin underneath the lace