A certain kind of twilight echoes in your sleep Turning into velvet she pushes in so deep A sorrow you call sadness close upon your day Darker than this dreaming, an ancient passion play Christabel is waiting she never seems to cry Falls into a circle against an Eastern sky She turns towards another and then she turns away Christabel is sleeping she doesnt want to play In a silent garden shadows fall like rain Draws me even closer, caresses me with pain The bitter angels kisses cold upon your heart Christabel is falling she always she always... Christabel is waiting she never seems to cry Falls into a circle against an Eastern sky She turns towards another and then she turns away Christabel is sleeping she doesnt want to play