| 歌曲 | November Nights Insomnia |
| 歌手 | Old Silver Key |
| 专辑 | Tales of Wanderings |
| My old lonely house filled with the smell | |
| of burnt fallen leaves. Sound of passing birds' wings... | |
| Trembling, oldness, twilight... | |
| Candle is fading, books, old photos are in disorder on the floor. | |
| Wind is throwing naked black branches into the window. | |
| I'll not fall asleep this night. | |
| At the dawn behind a pale veil, | |
| I'll see like in black white mute cinema | |
| Those who are long ago passed. |