Emmelysa...
My love, my mate, Emmelysa...
How much longer do I need to wait until you will look me in the eyes again?
My love, my mate, Emmelysa...
How much longer do I need to wait until I can hear your sweet voice call my name again?
What an eerily quiet night...
Outside the window, those fallen autumn leaves seem to be looking at us.
Are they just as lonely... or are they making fun of us?
Emmelysa...
There's so much I need to tell you.
My love, my mate, Emmelysa...
I think there's something in the air.
My friends and family are becoming sick.
They told me you look like you're gonna crumble at the slightest touch.
They are slowly losing their sight... I think they're becoming blind.
They told me that your eyes have sunken, and your skin got paler...
They are gettin
