The scream is break'n a silence of the birth 
Days're crash'n against the wall of the cry 
The mist wears the moonlight in the shadow of Notre-Dame Cathedral 

Insane dreams of your dead feathers 
Tradition seems too hard to understand 
Trails of smoke are stranglin' the large pillars 
Cry of the naked child wrapped up in a scarf is 
Flow'n straight to the starry heaven 
Smell of future darkens the sad 

The maze of your feelings'n'dreams 
The sea of obsession'n'hopes 
The laugh of fate's diew in the shadow of Notre-Dame Cathedral 

You will fight together with the eagles 
You will fondle your ear with a cry 
Smell of darkness is too strong 
Forever it will be your shadow